The Littlest VIKING

I've been a writer since I could pick up a pencil, a VIKING since I learned about the culture, and an insatiably curious girl forever. I want to see everywhere, I want to experience life in new ways. I live in Norway at the moment though I'm planning my return to the states the summer of 2013. I’m searching for my happy place.

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Bucket List /

2 May

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/femail/article-2145760/Wonderland-Kirsty-Mitchell-heart-breakingly-beautiful-photographic-series-memory-extraordinary-life.html

thestarlighthotel:

Kirsty Mitchell’s late mother Maureen was an English teacher who spent her life inspiring generations of children with imaginative stories and plays. Following Maureen’s death from a brain tumour in 2008, Kirsty channelled her grief into her passion for photography.

She retreated behind the lens of her camera and created Wonderland, an ethereal fantasy world. The photographic series began as a small summer project but grew into an inspirational creative journey.

‘Real life became a difficult place to deal with, and I found myself retreating further into an alternative existence through the portal of my camera,’ said the artist. (read the rest here).

(via escapingdreams)
28 Apr

wordpainting:

I’ve experienced this before.

This is my life.
(via yahighway)
22 Apr

And All Was Right

We once existed in a world that was only occupied by the two of us.
We lived and breathed and loved in that world,
and all was right.

We once existed in a world that revolved around our love.
The sun no longer governed the days and time was relative,
and all was right.

We once existed in a world that cradled us together across distances farther than we could dream.
Reality had absolutely no influence on us as we dreamt and planned and yearned for each other,
and all was right.

We once existed in a world that was beautiful in it’s simplicity.
We were young, we were in love,
and all was right.
22 Apr

foreverwholocked:

xoxolunchbagrodriguez:

i’m dead, RIP

“And that’s kind of cool.”

(Source: satansleftbuttcheek, via yahighway)
15 Apr

cassandraclare:

I have books.

You don’t read. You don’t understand. You don’t know what it’s like to live in different worlds. To travel on great adventures through the galaxy with people you know better than your own family. To live with them. Have you ever loved anything? Do you have any idea? (x)

This is so cool.

(via yahighway)
14 Apr

Writers spend something like 97% of their time in The Middle. Once you leave those first pages, those first days… you wander into strange land and you stay there for a long, long time.

And once you’ve crossed The Middle once or twice and you’re lounging on the other side, you’ll find you miss it. You’ll realize you long to be out there again, under the sky and the stars. The weather changes a lot in the middle. Some days, the skies are dark and it’s hard to find your way forward. Those days are long and little progress is made. Some days, it’s strangely bright and clear, and suddenly you can see the horizon ahead, and dozens of possible paths present themselves to you. But every day is different, and every day there is a new way to go and a new thing to see…

— Maureen Johnson, on the joys of being immersed in your story. (via lettersandlight)
(via yahighway)
14 Apr

vikingpenguinbooks:

Couldn’t agree more.

I will reblog this EVERY time I see it.
(Source: kitten-little, via yahighway)
14 Apr

Whenever I get on tumblr, I wonder why I’m not a librarian owning my own little book shop with books filling the corners of the quaint little place. I wonder why I haven’t finished my degree in folklore and mythology yet and why I don’t live in a little house in the woods and have adventures and drink tea while wearing comfy socks and reading an excellent book. I wonder why I don’t know more about geology and astronomy and anatomy and physics and all the beautiful things in life. Whenever I get on tumblr, the life I planned for myself and forgot about, comes rushing back to the surface and I can remember why I wanted it, why I still want it, and why I’m going to get it.
8 Apr

candlejack:

the-half-boy:

stevesmithis:

moriartyownsthetardis:

detective-neuro:

briannahuber:

consulting-meerkat:

salmon-dean-in-the-impala:

jemeryenner:

WOAH I WAS NOT READY FOR THAT HOLY SHIT.

OH MY GOD

IT’S SO AMAZING AND I WAS SO NOT PREPARED FOR THAT

I WAS NOT EXPECTING THAT. MASH-UPS: YOU’RE DOING IT RIGHT!

NEED THIS RIGHT NOW

Reblogging again.

That was the best four minutes of my life.
(Source: hootingblues, via escapingdreams)
8 Apr

escapingdreams:

lion-nation:

By wYnand! on flickr.

Miss the Lioness in my life.

<3
(Source: )

The Littlest VIKING

And All Was Right