who is this incredible, brilliant, charming and talented person?
Doodling in Math Class: Connecting Dots
Turn that inverted parabola upside-down!
Next time you’re sitting there in math class pondering the greater existential significance of translating various quadratic functions into parabolas, I hope you think of this Vi Hart experience … take the time to doodle those dots, stitch together those segments, and fill your cup with the reflected sunshine of a beautiful cardioid.
I want to hug my computer when I watch this. Such beauty lies in connecting dots, and not knowing exactly what will come out the other side.
Well done. This one’s for Vi Hart (via benice equation):
(If you liked that one, check out more from benice equation here)
I am an empath. I could easily feel other people’s feelings, good or bad, as though they were my own. To an empath, the problem is not in connecting with another person, for it is as natural as breathing. The problem of an empath is how to set boundaries between herself and that of another person’s skin.
There had been many times when I felt being absorbed into the personality of another. I could understand so well and actually live within the other person’s perspective. But along the way, I also lose my own self, like I didn’t exist at all! I didn’t like it when I felt as invisible as the wind. The wind touches you and knows you, yet you couldn’t grasp it. And at times, you aren’t even aware it’s there.
We are not talking about books. We’re talking about book deals. You know they are not the same thing, right? One is the art you create by writing like a motherfucker for a long time. The other is the thing that the marketplace decides to do with your creation. A writer gets a book deal when he or she has written a book that (a) an editor loves, and (b) a publisher believes readers will purchase.
I feel compelled to note these facts at the outset because my gut sense of your letter is that you’ve conflated the book with the book deal. They are two separate things. The one you are in charge of is the book. The one that happens based on forces that are mostly outside of your control is the book deal.
If you are a writer, it’s the writing that matters and no amount of battery acid in your stomach over who got what for what book they wrote is going to help your cause. Your cause is to write a great book and then to write another great book and to keep writing them for as long as you can. That is your only cause. It is not to get a six-figure book deal. I’m not talking about the difference between art and money; creation and commerce. It’s a beautiful and important thing to be paid to make art. Publishers who deliver our books to readers are a vital part of what we do. But what we do—you and I—is write books. Which may garner six-figure book deals for the reasons I outlined above. Or not.
I am interested in language because it wounds or seduces me.
I think I’m losing it guys.
Doing stuff around the house…
Whenever I turn on the washing machine - Sounds like the Tardis.
Pulling back the window blinds - Sounds like the Tardis.
Using the electric screw driver - Sounds like a Dalek.
Went to see the Doctor. He says I’ve got Whovianism
My washer flooded my kitchen before it died a few days ago, and the new one they replaced it with…makes Tardis noises. This is for real, people.