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#ah yeah having only seen stills and gifs I wasn't sure if the lady in this episode was missy or not#apparently not#I mean as far as Moffat's powerful women go#geesh#Doctor Who#I'm getting a life you're getting a queue

mizgnomer:

School Reunion - Behind the Scenes

Below are excerpts from Benjamin Cook’s article in DWM #369

    “THWACK!” is the sound that K9 makes as he collides with a kitchen unit.
    “Hoo-hoo, yessssss!” is the sound that David Tennant makes as he watches K9 collide with a kitchen unit.  He’s the Doctor, so he really should know better.
    “Cut!” is the sound that the director, James Hawes, makes before breaking into a fit of giggles.  “Sorry folks, he’s done it again.”
    “I’m laughing through my tears,” admits Elisabeth, as the cast and crew all collapse in hysterics - except, perhaps, for the producer, Phil Collinson, who has a schedule to keep.  No, wait, Phil is laughing too.
    “Did you catch that, Doctor Who Magazine?” hollers James.
    “If I was a bit smaller,” chuckles David, pointing at K9 (who’d probably be very embarrassed were he a real dog), “I’d get inside him and do this scene myself!”

[Elisabeth on working with David and Billie]
    “David’s a lovely hugger.  He’s very tactile with everyone.  I knew that he had been a fan of Doctor Who when he was a little boy, so that was lovely.  That actually made it a lot sweeter.  And I’m so pleased for Billie, because, as the assistant, you were always totally overshadowed; at last, someone realizes the importance of the assistant.  Billie is very warm, very immediate.”
    “The energy that Billie and David have is remarkable.  I saw David in the gym the other day: he was almost turning summersaults on the ropes.  He’s very fit.  He runs like a bloody bat out of hell.”

The rest of my behind-the-scenes photosets are available here

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#nope not thinking about David in the gym#nooooope#it's all fluffy and rainbows and DW reunions#totally#Doctor Who#I'm getting a life you're getting a queue

thebrokenheartedthatstillsing:

maxkirin:

"This sentence has five words. Here are five more words. Five-word sentences are fine. But several together become monotonous. Listen to what is happening. The writing is getting boring. The sound of it drones. It’s like a stuck record. The ear demands some variety. Now listen. I vary the sentence length, and I create music. Music. The writing sings. It has a pleasant rhythm, a lilt, a harmony. I use short sentences. And I use sentences of medium length. And sometimes, when I am certain the reader is rested, I will engage him with a sentence of considerable length, a sentence that burns with energy and builds with all the impetus of a crescendo, the roll of the drums, the crash of the cymbals—sounds that say listen to this, it is important.” - Gary Provost

Reading this was so satisfying woah

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#lanauge is cool#words words words#I'm getting a life you're getting a queue

tamorapierce:

sapphire1707:

Autumn Shadows | by DavidSoldano | http://ift.tt/1ywZFZq

It’s the light.  You could be anywhere and the golden light would tell you what time of year it is, the light that makes possible the opening of the gates between the worlds.

tamorapierce:

sapphire1707:

Autumn Shadows | by DavidSoldano | http://ift.tt/1ywZFZq

It’s the light.  You could be anywhere and the golden light would tell you what time of year it is, the light that makes possible the opening of the gates between the worlds.

#myaaaaaaaaaah#I want to rub this picture all over my face#and then hang up a huge print on the wall#you can see the crispness of the air#photography#nature

#where's the fairy tale for it?#I kinda imagine it like a heathen version of the Christian stag with a cross thing#art#I'm getting a life you're getting a queue

#I'm sure that once google glasses etc are more common#that apps like HabitRPG will be adapted to it#and then they might be a bit like that#which is so exciting#games

#whoooooa#the annoyingly handsome pirate#I'm getting a life you're getting a queue

#first thing I thought when I saw this tbh#design#I don't really have a design tag but I don't know what else would do#I'm getting a life you're getting a queue

When you are 13 years old,
the heat will be turned up too high
and the stars will not be in your favor.
You will hide behind a bookcase
with your family and everything left behind.
You will pour an ocean into a diary.
When they find you, you will be nothing
but a spark above a burning bush,
still, tell them
Despite everything, I really believe people are good at heart.

When you are 14,
a voice will call you to greatness.
When the doubters call you crazy, do not listen.
They don’t know the sound
of their own God’s whisper. Use your armor,
use your sword, use your two good hands.
Do not let their doubting
drown out the sound of your own heartbeat.
You are the Maid of Untamed Patriotism.
Born to lead armies into victory and unite a nation
like a broken heart.

When you are 15, you will be punished
for learning too proudly. A man
will climb onto your school bus and insist
your sisters name you enemy.
When you do not hide,
he will point his gun at your temple
and fire three times. Three years later,
in an ocean of words, with no apologies,
you will stand before the leaders of the world
and tell them your country is burning.

When you are 16 years old,
you will invent science fiction.
The story of a man named Frankenstein
and his creation. Soon after you will learn
that little girls with big ideas are more terrifying
than monsters, but don’t worry.
You will be remembered long after
they have put down their torches.

When you are 17 years old,
you will strike out Babe Ruth and Lou Gehrig
one right after the other.
Men will be afraid of the lightening
in your fingertips. A few days later
you will be fired from the major leagues
because “Girls are too delicate to play baseball”

You will turn 18 with a baby on your back
leading Lewis and Clark
across North America.

You will turn 18 
and become queen of the Nile.

You will turn 18 
and bring justice to journalism.

You are now 18, standing on the precipice,
trembling before your own greatness.

This is your call to leap.

There will always being those
who say you are too young and delicate
to make anything happen for yourself.
They don’t see the part of you that smolders.
Don’t let their doubting drown out the sound
of your own heartbeat.

You are the first drop of a hurricane.
Your bravery builds beyond you. You are needed
by all the little girls still living in secret,
writing oceans made of monsters and
throwing like lightening.

You don’t need to grow up to find greatness.
You are stronger than the world has ever believed you to be.
The world laid out before you to set on fire.
All you have to do
is burn.

#words words words