Yep, a whole bunch of literal backstabbing murders and the two boys in the tower! And so much delicious scheming. I loved the 1995 film adaptation too, with Ian McKellen
Yep, a whole bunch of literal backstabbing murders and the two boys in the tower! And so much delicious scheming. I loved the 1995 film adaptation too, with Ian McKellen
Shiv, what is this
I thought I had exorcised my timeline of Arnab's screeching, but it seems there is no escape 🥲
Always! I also love so many Macbeth adaptations...
Oh god oh god, I'm going to out myself as an insane Shakespeare nerd, but I live and breathe and die for his history plays, so my all time favorite is Richard III.
It also begins with the best opening line of all time,
"Now is the winter of our discontent"
I'm not sure if it's the coffee to blame, maybe you should drink more coffee, perhaps in latte form
Thank you for reading my Savage Garden bisexual disaster feels essay with all the feelings 😭💓
Bunch of unforgettable scenes in M. L. KRISHNAN’s piece, including a painful crush on the mustache-donning actress in THE MERCHANT OF VENICE. Plus, impossibly good costume descriptions: “fevered sci-fi pastiche with translucent tubing cocooned around her vest in a pale ribcage.”
Ahh, thank you Susanna! ❤️
@emelkrishnan.bsky.social ‘s beautiful essay about Savage Garden is much further back in the rankings than it deserves to be, when it so beautifully demonstrates that being 13 is universal. Also check out the interesting structure with the lineages paragraphs.
The “massive savage garden fan” to “disaster bi” pipeline is strong.
Finding my fellow Savage Garden fans today has been a singular joy! Thank you so much for reading 😭💓
"The girl he sang about was somehow both me and the girl I loved, but I knew that there was no ticket for a world where we belong, because there was no we."
@emelkrishnan.bsky.social on Savage Garden, a CD I remember listening to for hours in my friend Kerrie's bedroom filled with bumblebees 🐝
Haha, thank you! I knew I was risking it all by picking an obscure song that most Americans aren't familiar with unless they happen to be Savage Garden superfans! But I had to write what was true to my feelings from back then ❤️
It's sort of amazing how we can have parallel experiences on opposite ends of the earth with Savage Garden as a bridge! Thank you so much for reading 😭💓
This line took me right back to middle school: "It was a strange sensation, being rejected by someone I didn’t like." I associate Savage Garden with so many crushes & so much confusion from that time that @emelkrishnan.bsky.social's essay feels like reading a different version of my own diary
Amazing these are matched up. One, a small town experience I very much relate to... & then @emelkrishnan.bsky.social who takes us to her adolescence in South India.
Oh, this passage "I allowed myself to be shamed for a fabrication, in the hopes that I could nurture my real crush as an indulgence."
I loved this @marchxness.bsky.social essay by @emelkrishnan.bsky.social: "These were the things I knew to be irreversible: the cracking of an egg and a crush to obscure another crush. It was 1996 or 1997, and I was a 13-year-old girl in South India without a vocabulary for queerness."
“/the butter-smooth periodic functions of a sine wave, then
my double-life imploded when …” @emelkrishnan.bsky.social in @marchxness.bsky.social with this extraordinary essay. We had the exact same childhood, kanna 🧡🧡🧡
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"When I was a teenager, I was sad": For Counting Crows' "Round Here," @mlfaliveno.bsky.social's essay on hometown melancholy has a microgenerational advantage with me over M.L. Krishnan's, but this adolescent underdog's refuge in Savage Garden packs a powerful punch.
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"Once, I let slip that I couldn’t take my eyes away from the senior who played Bassanio in the school production of The Merchant of Venice."
An excellent blend of school & Shakespeare in M.L. Krishan's @marchxness.bsky.social essay on Savage Garden:
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Omg, thank you for reading 😭💓
Oh my goodness, thank you for reading the mess of my thirteen-year-old heart in essay form 😭😭😭
Omg Sejal, thank you! My teen self feels seen 😭😭😭
Ahhhh, I'm so so glad it resonated! The same mess of a childhood, but with Savage Garden, we made it 😭
My 13-year-old disaster bisexual Savage Garden-obsessive feels seen! Thank you 😭
Almost as if it's foreordained! Thank you for reading my sad queer essay 🥲
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Growing up queer in South India in the 90s was life on hard mode, but with a bit of self-preservation, lots of mistakes, and Savage Garden, I got through it
Anyway, have my disaster bisexual essay about lying about liking a boy when I was thirteen
to cover up the fact that I actually liked a girl
Hell yeah, catching that first Tigers game in Comerica Park when it's 41 and grossly damp and I cant feel my face because of the sleet and rain. That's how you know it's spring in the Midwest! 🌿
And of course, once you get an awesome accolade like becoming a writer in residence...they come crawling back with the congratulations. Okay then! I see you!