Thank you to all of you fantastic people who submitted! We had so much fun delving through pages of prose, volumes of videos, masses of music, acres of art, and a plethora of poetry. The spring interactive edition will drop at nuhelicon.com in mid-May. Keep an eye out for it!
a set of screencaps from ‘dys4ia’ an amazing flash game by anna anthropy, based on her experiences with hormone replacement therapy. you can play dys4ia here this is a link.
the gameplay of dys4ia is incredibly simple, but dys4ia tells a really really really personal story, particularly for a flash game. obviously i’m biased, but anna anthropy touches on things with dys4ia that i would struggle to discuss, even with close friends.
at one point, i stopped playing right in the middle of one of the final ‘mini-games’ of dys4ia to watch the sun set and reflect on what some of it meant to me personally. imo, it’s probably some of the most strangely “honest” media depicting transition i have personally experienced.
that said, the game isn’t like, a perfect masterpiece. but it’s VERY COOL IMO idk i am extremely biased just ignore me k wutever. here is what anna had to say on the night she released dys4ia
dys4ia is the story of the last six months of my life: when i made the decision to start hormone replacement therapy and began taking estrogen. i wanted to catalog all the frustrations of the experience and maybe create an “it gets better” for other trans women. when i started working on the game, though, i didn’t know whether it did get better. i was in the middle of the shit detailed in level 3 of the game, and at the time i had no idea what the ending would be; it was hard to envision a happy ending.
it made me tear up a little at the end
warning for flashy graphics tho
innovative way to tell a story.
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Six Tips on Writing from John Steinbeck
- Abandon the idea that you are ever going to finish. Lose track of the 400 pages and write just one page for each day, it helps. Then when it gets finished, you are always surprised.
- Write freely and as rapidly as possible and throw the whole thing on paper. Never correct or rewrite until the whole thing is down. Rewrite in process is usually found to be an excuse for not going on. It also interferes with flow and rhythm which can only come from a kind of unconscious association with the material.
- Forget your generalized audience. In the first place, the nameless, faceless audience will scare you to death and in the second place, unlike the theater, it doesn’t exist. In writing, your audience is one single reader. I have found that sometimes it helps to pick out one person—a real person you know, or an imagined person and write to that one.
- If a scene or a section gets the better of you and you still think you want it—bypass it and go on. When you have finished the whole you can come back to it and then you may find that the reason it gave trouble is because it didn’t belong there.
- Beware of a scene that becomes too dear to you, dearer than the rest. It will usually be found that it is out of drawing.
- If you are using dialogue—say it aloud as you write it. Only then will it have the sound of speech.
Jack Kerouac: San Francisco Scene (The Beat Generation)
“Now it’s jazz. The place is roaring, all beautiful girls in there: one mad brunette at the bar drunk with her boys; one strange chick I remember from somewhere, wearing a simple skirt with pockets, her hands in there, short haircut, slouched, talking to everybody. Up and down the stairs they come. The bartenders are the regular band of Jack, and the heavenly drummer who looks up in the sky with blue eyes, with a beard—he’s wailing beer-caps of bottles and jamming at the cash register and everything is going to the beat.
It’s the Beat Generation. It’s beát. It’s the beat to keep. It’s the beat of the heart. It’s being beat, and down in the world and like old-time lowdown, and like in ancient civilizations the slave boatmen rowing galleys to a beat, and servants spinning pottery to a beat…”
(Thank you, i12bent & time-out-of-life)
It calls the heart, this music, to a place
more intimate than home, than self, that face
aging in the hall mirror. This is not
music to age by - no sprightly gavotte
or orderly pavane, counting each beat,
confining motion to the pointed feet
and sagely nodding head; not Chopin, wise
enough to keep some distance in his eyes
between perceiver and the thing perceived.
No, this is song that means to be believed,
that quite believes itself, each rising wave
of passionate crescendo wild and brave.
The silly girl who lived inside my skin
once loved this music; its melodic din
was like the voice she dreamed in, sad, intense.
She didn’t know a thing, she had no sense;
she scorned - and needed - calendar and clock,
the rules, the steps, the lines, Sebastian Bach;
she wanted life to break her like a tide,
but not too painfully. On either side
the turnpike trundles by, nurseries, farms,
small towns with schools and markets in their arms,
small industry, green spaces now and then.
All the heart wants is to be called again.
(submitted by cakespeare)
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“Linotype: The Film” Official Trailer
“Linotype: The Film” is a feature-length documentary centered around the Linotype type casting machine. Called the “Eighth Wonder of the World” by Thomas Edison, it revolutionized printing and society.
The film tells the surprisingly emotional story of the people connected to the Linotype and how it impacted the world.
linotypefilm.com
A new “Sh*t Photographers Say” vid!
Definitely have said a few of these.
