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times that try men’s souls

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[literature, wwi irish russian american french polish english history]
James Monroe biographer
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Hi, I stopped working on this blog when I was about 17 years old living in Ukraine. I graduated with my bachelor's at 20, turned 21 in August, and now live in New York City working in consulting. Dreams are possible and happiness is always in the future if you're patient enough :) I hope everyone is doing well. I don't use Tumble anymore but best wishes <3

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A long time ago I wrote a 100K piece called The Universe Carved Us From Marble which was a detailed piece of historical fiction about Nathan Hale and Benjamin Tallmadge’s respective childhoods. 

While I stopped publishing it on Ao3, the piece has been completed for quite some time. The only issue is I wrote it when I was 14-15 years old. While the writing is good, as a writer I feel as though that wasn’t my peak (I recently turned 19). The pieces I write today are of the same deeply metaphorical, analytical and poetic style. However, I feel as though age and practice (as expected) greatly refined my abilities. 

A combination of gifted-child burn out, age, trauma etc also made me unmotivated to do other long projects such as TUCUSFM and another 100K project I did that was not history related. I had always intended that if TUCUSFM got long enough (which it did) I would love to find a way to publish it as a book. TUCUSFM was never supposed to be just a book about BT and NH’s childhoods. After detailing childhoods for context about their characters, the piece was meant to expand towards their college days, the war, Nathan’s death and so forth. It was meant to be a long, detailed retelling of the relationship between these two men in a historical fiction style.

Anyways... this post is long way of telling you guys that I am planning on continuing TUCUSFM, writing what I originally intended albeit I have a different plan going forward that I think is between suited for a novel. 

The new and improved TUCUSFM will not start at their childhoods but will start at Nathan and Ben’s arrival at Yale. The long childhood memories I wrote will not be in one big block but instead inter-spliced between what modern day in the book is. Modern day being the start of Yale. Instead of chapters having both Nathan and Ben’s lives contrasted with one another, each chapter will switch between third person perspectives. One chapter from Nathan, one from Ben, one from Nathan, one from Ben... etc. As I said before, the novel will go from Yale, through the war, Nathan’s death and ultimately Ben’s life following these events. 

Going forth this is my plan and seeing as I lost a lot of my research having to move so many times, I will have to get started compiling all my files once more. Also seeing as just their childhoods took 100K words... you can expect this is gonna fall into 200K+ territory...

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Nikita Mazepin: the Russian Oligarchy’s Infiltration of F1

I suppose it’s my turn to speak on the Nikita to Haas situation. In my years involved with F1 I’ve never been so disgusted by a choice of driver. There have already been numerous posts about his violence, obvious disregard for women and rich-boy mentality. While all these are horrendous, I want to speak on something that enrages most of all. Please reblog. 

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David Walker was a such a salty icon. This man wrote an entire pamphlet in 1829 calling for slaves to rise up against their oppressors and had the nerve to include a line like this:

“--Here let me ask Mr. Jefferson, (but he is gone to answer at the bar of God, for the deeds done in his body while living,) I therefore ask the whole American people, had I not rather die, or be put to death, than to be a slave to any tyrant, who takes not only my own, but my wife and children's lives by the inches?”

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From birth we are frail flames huddled within the confinement of sheltered palms. When the hands are removed, we have only but to whimper against the on-rolling tide. And yet, on the chance that the wind does manage force enough to snuff us out, there is only but the choice to be relit once again. What does not cross our minds is how many flames are simply left extinguished. Thousands of fires across the world turn crisp into brittle ash that tumbles as sand from an hourglass. Fires unnoticed, unforgotten to all but the burnt hands who’d wrapped a wrist to protect our afterglow. And burnt hands carry scars like encryptions reminding us of the pain that will always come with protecting what you cannot predict.

a thought on someone

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Ain’t it a funny thing that I started this when I was thirteen and today I turn eighteen. Crazy, the time.

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To be honest, I lost my mojo for this blog about two years ago. Sorry for the 500 asks in my box, I appreciate you all. Honestly it’s a lack of the motivation I previous had and the stress of all those asks staring me in the face. If ya’ll have pressing questions, message me privately! Occasionally I’ll be on to post when I feel like it. I still post fics, my ao3 is fearless_seas. My main on here is @fearless-seas and the other blog I put all my effort into is @pierregasly. Thanks for following me from starting this blog in 8th grade all the way to just graduating a few months ago. I appreciate all the love and support as well as the inquiries. My messages are always open, and as I said, I’ll be around to post stuff sometimes. Cheers!

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