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weirdvintage: The Motorist and His Bride—‘This cartoon is making fun of motorists and the protective clothing and accessories they wore at the beginning of the twentieth century. The couple is so devoted to motoring, they are posing for their wedding picture all suited up for the road.’  Source: Fliegende Blätter, Munich, 1904 (via Retronaut)

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The Motorist and His Bride—‘This cartoon is making fun of motorists and the protective clothing and accessories they wore at the beginning of the twentieth century. The couple is so devoted to motoring, they are posing for their wedding picture all suited up for the road.’  Source: Fliegende Blätter, Munich, 1904 (via Retronaut)

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Biologists would have you call this thing an Armadillo-Girdled Lizard, Cordylus cataphractus, but I won’t be fooled. This is clearly a baby dragon. They also have this adorable habit of biting their own tails for no discernible reason. Which is adorable until you remember what the ouroboros is, and inevitably conclude that these things are also dark magic.

Magical dragons. It all makes sense.

I would like one of these. I would call him Mike. My dragon, Mike.

Whut

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Since I’ve been able to daydream, I’ve wanted to be a writer. In particular, I wanted to be a novelist. I kept hoping, and dreaming, and writing. But sometimes when you dream about something for so long … it’s almost like it starts to feel less real. Does that make sense? It starts to take up space on a dusty shelf alongside all your other quirky hopes and dreams. Paper crowns and cardboard castles and a bunch of burned out wishing stars. And you want to write a novel?? Who do you think you are?! People will flat-out tell you that it’s a dumb dream. And here’s the thing: whatever your Big Dream is, I hope someone tells you how ridiculous you are for chasing after it. I hope they tell you that, so you get to feel what it’s like to prove them wrong. Keep hoping. Keep dreaming. Above all, keep writing. Even if the story you write isn’t the one that finds you an agent, or an editor, it’s still a story that can help you find your way. Write the next story. Hold on tight to the tail of that wishing star. You never know where it will carry you.
Natalie Lloyd, author of A Snicker of Magic (Scholastic, winter 2014)

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