when nb ppl describe ourselves with “current” gender terms like male aligned + female aligned we get told we’re enforcing gender stereotypes.
when we create new words to describe ourselves we get told we’re transtrenders + snowflakes.
so if yr nb, do yrself a favor. describe yrself however the fuck u want. there will always be ppl telling u yr wrong no matter what so just do what feels best for u.
YOURE NOT A REAL GAMER TILL YOUR PLAYING MELEE ON A TUPPERWEAR CONTAINER WITH AN EXPOSED DISK AND THE CONTROLER JUST FUCKING MELTED INTO THE CONTAINER
you could take someones finger off with how fast that disk spins
as i board the short, 5 minute train ride I lug this and a huge bin about half my size containing all my gamecube games. people give me weird looks, which is a sign that they’re probably jealous of my sick portable gamecube.
the faint voice of someone yelling “ᴶᵘˢᵗ ʷᵃᶦᵗ ᵗᶦᶫᶫ ᵈᵒᶫᵖʰᶦᶰ ʳᵘᶰˢ ᵒᶰ ˢᵐᵃʳᵗ ᵖʰᵒᶰᵉˢ ʸᵒᵘ ᶦᵈᶦᵒᵗ” from outside the train strikes a fiery dent in the otherwise comfy atmosphere, but I sit smug, knowing that my gamecube collection bin doubles as a leg rest, something your “smart phoniums” are incapable of.
my finger is then promptly sliced open by my copy of super smash brothers.
“You may live to see man-made horrors beyond your comprehension.”
i want to believe gentleness has a place in this world! i’m tired of feeling like it’s naive of me to try changing the world without being aggressive! that’s not the kind of person i am, and i want to be a good person and make a difference without sacrificing my ideals!
LMAOOO. All right Ima try and explain this succinctly as possible. Basically this random-ass ‘young adult’ book, ‘Handbook for Mortals,’ hit the NYT Bestseller List on the #1 Spot for the Hardcover Young Adult Category this morning. Only problem is that literally NO ONE had ever heard of this book before, like nada marketing, publicity, etc. Zilch. It was supposedly published by a company, GeekNation who only announced their publishing arm back in July.
To hit the Bestseller list, the book would have had to sold at least 5,000~ copies within the first week, but a few people were quick to point out a major discrepancy where the book was literally out of stock everywhere in all major retailers, like legit you couldn’t find it on B&N, Amazon, and so on.
YA Twitter basically crowd-sourced an investigation where a few anonymous booksellers revealed that they had gotten calls first asking if they were NYT-reporting bookstores, and then received bulk orders of the book but not caring when the books arrived. Soooo essentially what happened was that this book scammed it’s way on to the top of the NYT Bestseller List by figuring out which bookstores reported sales to the NYT (to determine what hits the bestsellers list, the NYT’s methodology takes a sample from various bookstores, and this supposedly changes every week). They then ordered thousands of copies of the book from those stores and only those stores – and by doing so, this was all a scheme in the hopes of driving the book to the top of the bestseller list.
The main impetus for hitting the bestseller list was for getting a better chance to have a movie adaptation of the book made with a label like ‘#1 NYT Bestselling Book!’ which would have made it more appealing to potential investors. Butttt all of this was discovered and the NYT sent out a revision where they removed the book on the list a few hours ago.
Someone also compared an excerpt of the book to an excerpt from ‘My Immortal,’ so now there’s a conspiracy theory that the author, Lani Sarem, is actually the author behind that fanfic. She’s also a former music manager who worked with bands like Blues Traveler, and the official Blues Traveler account weighed in and claimed that she was fired for ‘pulling these kind of stunts.’
This doesn’t even cover half the craziness. Some of my other favorite parts:
– The cover wasn’t even revealed until the beginning of August
– The ONLY chatter on Twitter before this was a little blog tour they’d put together, but nothing else
– The distribution company behind this is the same people who distributed Milo Yadablahblah
– Whoever was behind this knew August was the best time to push a book onto the list (as opposed to September, which is bananas)
– Whoever was behind this knew the EXACTLY how many books to order form each store (the number that alerts NYT to start giving you a hard time is like 80 books at indies, so they went around and ordered 79 each.)
– But they were dumb enough to wildly over-order (they ordered over 18,000, over double what it would’ve taken)
– Also dumb enough to straight-up tell the booksellers “This is for an event but it’s okay if it doesn’t arrive”
– The book only has ONE blurb. One.
– No trade reviews. No blurbs from other authors within the community
– The ONE blurb is from an “international bestselling author”
– No. She’s a self-pub romance author who’s besties with LS
– You find all that out in the foreword (who puts a foreword on a YA novel???)
– Also the main character is 25 and there isn’t a single teen in this supposed YA novel
– Also also the cover may have been plagiarized
– Also also also the book knocked The Hate U Give to #2 and Everything, Everything off the list entirely, so people were maaaaaaaad
– And finally, when confronted with all this, the author tried to pull a “#KeepYAKind uwu” in her response to PW.
no man, the the BEST part was the imdb page, which was all set up and ready to go for the movie based on the NYT best-selling book! and who was set to play the lady lead in this movie? THE AUTHOR.
it’s like she said, ok, how can i become a movie star? i know, i’ll write a shitty YA book and get my friends to scam it onto the bestseller list so the movie’s basically a done deal! starring ME! what could possibly go wrong??
hey guys you know what i discovered today? ed sheeran has a song that contains the lyric “and i know you love shrek / cause we’ve watched it twelve times”. do you know how i discovered this? because it came blaring over the speakers of the church at which i was playing the organ for a wedding blessing today, during the signing of the certificates, and i had to sit there in full view of the congregation trying to be as utterly professional as possible while mentally emotionally and spiritually coming to terms with the fact that i had just heard shrek name dropped, in the middle of an otherwise unremarkable corny love song by ed sheeran, during a literal actual religious ceremony. in other news im an ed sheeran hate blog now
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