I’m just putting this up here so I can find it again. Russian Red sings All My Little Words in Spanish.

neil-gaiman:

Little, Big


The amazingly beautiful 40th anniversary editions of Little, Big are shipping! BUT there are 500 people whose addresses still need to be confirmed before their books can go out. Spread the word to anywhere book lovers might gather.

And for anyone wondering what this is, here’s me unboxing my copy:

These are, for the record, not the lines Andrew was ADRing. This is Andrew amused by #TheyLikeHoldingHands trending on Twitter the day they recorded their ADR.
Andrew is very funny. You can watch them being really funny here.

These are, for the record, not the lines Andrew was ADRing. This is Andrew amused by #TheyLikeHoldingHands trending on Twitter the day they recorded their ADR.

Andrew is very funny. You can watch them being really funny here.

Cherry Arms by Sybil. I’m not sure what it’s about, only that it’s Probably Very Disturbing but I like playing it over and over.

If you’re in London this May/June/July, the theatre is tiny and the show will be magical and terrifying and funny and wonderful.

May 12 - July 23rd.

The Wreckers


Deeply evocative and profoundly moving, poignantly exploring themes of life and death, grief and acceptance, The Wreckers is the haunting second single from Neil Gaiman & FourPlay String Quartet’s album Signs of Life, featuring a brand new and deeply stirring poem from Neil.

Neil brought this poem, written for a friend who had suffered a miscarriage, to a FourPlay rehearsal one day, asking if they’d like to set it to music. The band immediately set to work finding a musical expression to match the words. The music combines open harmonies with occasional, completely atonal clashes, creating a sense of space, to which Neil’s free verse - with its typical musicality - can breathe and find its own rhythm.

Fans of Neil Gaiman will revel in his narration of this stirring poem set to music which reflects and deepens the fragility and weight of these most human themes. Find out more: https://bio.to/NeilandFourPlay


dduane:

bethanyactually:

thaylepo:

tearlessrain:

berlynn-wohl:

greenbergwrites:

This Tik Tok that just came across my FYP: “Will y’all authors stop using the word ‘cock’?? There’s so many other words!!”

Ma’am, respectfully, that is the least objectionable / most palatable word for that particular reproductive organ

and also respectfully, no, I will not stop 😂

you want me to say “dick”? that’s just caffeine-free diet “cock”

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I’m sorry I have to reblog again because @artpigeons​‘s tags sent me into orbit

The obsession with finding the perfect unoffensive literary replacement term for cock is how you get actual published books containing the words “throbbing manroot”

#all I’m hearing in my head right now is allison janney saying ‘what’s another word for … engorged?’ (via @loveyourskinnyties)

(eyeroll) Sometimes the right word for cock is, you know, cock.

Don’t let other people’s timorousness put you off. (more eyeroll)

(cc: @petermorwood: cf. The Great Black Cock of Freiburg)

Sometimes you just have to post Eric Idle’s Penis song.

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kaiannanthi asked:

Hi, Neil. I'm sorry you need to clean out all the Goncharov asks. It seemed like a fun, silly joke at first, but I'm bored with it now too. I love your star photos. 🌟

super-clump:

neil-gaiman:

Those weren’t all the Gonacharov asks. Those were about .5% of the Goncharov asks. I could post another couple of hundred. Everyone had the same idea and sent the same sort of asks in.

I’m glad you liked the star photos. I loved taking them. Except for the cold.

.5% would be half, and if there is a couple hundred additional unposted asks then we’re a bit short of half.

neil gaiman can’t do math; he really is one of us!

When I went to school, .5% was half of 1%. Which is one hundredth. So .5% was one two-hundredth. But, as Barbie taught us so long ago, Math class is tough, so it could be anything.

From the distant past. Buttons, and what a good thing they are and why they aren’t scary at all not even a little bit, really, trust me on this.

It’s nearly Hallowe'en. This is (I maintain) a love song from an old vampire to someone they’ve freshly turned…