Flying books!
An art installation by J. Ignacio Diaz de Rabago in the stairwell of the Gardner Stacks, UC Berkeley.
Photo by Tracy Wong
The Morrison Library at UC Berkeley. One of my favorite places in the world.
You invite things to happen. You open the door. You inhale. And if you inhale the chaos, you give the chaos, the chaos gives back.
— Dave Eggers (You Shall Know Our Velocity!)
Do I finally need to drag Priest Wout out of the drafts??
The challenge this week for this community is: Holy. Feel free to take it in any direction you like. As a reminder, this blog is always accepting prompt suggestions.
Each fill created for this challenge should be a new fanfic of at least 100 words. Any work that fulfills this condition may be posted to the AO3 collection or be reblogged by this blog.
We also now have an AO3 tag you can use when posting: Tumblr: cycleprompttuesday
Posting starts now until next Tuesday, when a new prompt will be posted.
Books were only one type of receptacle where we stored a lot of things we were afraid we might forget. There is nothing magical in them at all. The magic is only in what books say, how they stitched the patches of the universe together into one garment for us.
Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451
Sometimes curious_bibliophile. Sometimes duckasaurusrex. Sometimes the Old(ish) One. A woman of many names.
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