/lit/ - Literature

>and granted unto them, and their successors and assigns, all that part of America, lying and being in breadth from forty degrees of north latitude, from the equinoctial line, to the forty eighth degree of said northerly latitude inclusively, and in length of, and ,vithin all the breadth aforesaid, throughout the main lands from sea. to sea.'

>>23042792
This Andalite is morphing faster than her clothes can stretch.

>dostoevsky scene featuring a woman that is not a prostitute

>>22726588

It's not that good once the infatuation wears off.

'An ode to first love, being seen, and finding your joy' - Buzzfeed

It's too late for a Sweet Sixteen, but what if Mahalia had a coming-out party? A love letter to romantic comedies, sweet sixteen blowouts, Black joy, and queer pride.

Mahalia Harris wants.

She wants a big Sweet Sixteen like her best friend, Naomi.
She wants the super-cute new girl Siobhan to like her back.
She wants a break from worrying-about money, snide remarks from white classmates, pitying looks from church ladies . . . all of it.

Then inspiration strikes: It's too late for a Sweet Sixteen, but what if she had a coming-out party? A singing, dancing, rainbow-cake-eating celebration of queerness on her own terms.

The idea lights a fire beneath her, and soon Mahalia is scrimping and saving, taking on extra hours at her afterschool job, trying on dresses, and awkwardly flirting with Siobhan, all in preparation for the coming out of her dreams. But it's not long before she's buried in a mountain of bills, unfinished schoolwork, and enough drama to make her English lit teacher blush. With all the responsibility on her shoulders, will Mahalia's party be over before it's even begun?

A novel about finding yourself, falling in love, and celebrating what makes you yo

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>>21953620
>Zealish

>Nastenka,” I answered in a stern and dignified voice, hardly able to keep from laughing, “dear Nastenka, I know I describe splendidly, but, excuse me, I don’t know how else to do it. At this moment, dear Nastenka, at this moment I am like the spirit of King Solomon when, after lying a thousand years under seven seals in his urn, those seven seals were at last taken off. At this moment, Nastenka, when we have met at last after such a long separation — for I have known you for ages, Nastenka, because I have been looking for some one for ages, and that is a sign that it was you I was looking for, and it was ordained that we should meet now — at this momenta thousand valves have opened in my head, and I must let myself flow in a river of words, or I shall choke. And so I beg you not to interrupt me, Nastenka, but listen humbly and obediently, or I will be silent

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>>20762054
>I'm literally 23 years old and have had one partner, and that was another woman.
>was another woman

>>20613081

>>20173186
>Swan's Way

>>19803319

>>19786690
proh pudor

>mfw reading this thread after having only read the first book

>>19617390

>>19473358
>most people on /lit/ are more well read than many university professors

>lists his top 15 favorite authors
>every novelist is a woman

>>19389423
>lighting pipe tobacco with naphtha

>>19330937
>being a self admitted contrarian

>>19322571
>16

>>19161203
You tried your best. /lit/tards just couldn't help themselves.