🔥 Popular | Latest

reedsyhq: Click the link to view the full infographic: http://bit.ly/2yO0kwhAre you looking for an agent to represent your latest book? Read our latest blog post on “How to Write a Query Letter in 7 Steps” for strategic tips!: reedsy How to Writea Query Letter 15 stn A one-page note that will make agents fall in love at first sight Subject: Query for David - One for the Road: a thriller Jenny Writes <jenny.writes@reedsy.com> Best Literary Agency<submissions@bestlitagency.com> From: O: Mention the agent's name in the subject line Provide context for your book, e.g. "a thriller" Use the correct submission address GREETING AND INTRODUCTION Keep the intro short! A sentence or two will do the trick Don't misspell the agent's name! Mention any personal connection you have to the agent, or Include a referral from authors or industry insiders "Dear Mr Jenkins, My name is Jenny Writes. I am seeking representation for my debut thriller novel, One for the Road..." THE HOOK AND SYNOPSIS Write an irresistible 'elevator pitch,' condensing the spirit of your book into a few sentences. LI Give a taste of the story, genre, and your flair for writing Introduce your main characters Establish the central conflict What differentiates your book from others in the genre? Leave the agent wanting to find out more Keep the hook and synopsis under 200 words "Dr Clara Fortune is Seattle's greatest surgeon: a rising star, loved by her patients. During a groundbreaking procedure, she realizes that she once met her patient during her "dark days" in Afghanistan. If he makes it out of the surgery alive, this man could threaten everything Clara holds dear..." reedsyhq: Click the link to view the full infographic: http://bit.ly/2yO0kwhAre you looking for an agent to represent your latest book? Read our latest blog post on “How to Write a Query Letter in 7 Steps” for strategic tips!

reedsyhq: Click the link to view the full infographic: http://bit.ly/2yO0kwhAre you looking for an agent to represent your latest book?...

Save
steverogersnotebook: ladynorbert: kate-barton93: nooby-banana: bifrostedflake: sucymemebabaran: vax-viral: neverwithoutmyipod: oh, shit wheres the video of the Danish news reporter and the car falling into the lake behind him and he goes “Oh!… shit. Okay.” No, seriously though, in Norse mythology this was the fist sign of Ragnarok, aka the Final Godly Beatdown Warmageddon. are we finally getting a REAL apocalypse I’m getting real tired of being let down #SHAN WHERE IS THAT PIC OF LOKI YOU EDITED #THE ONE WHERE HE’S READY TO PARTY   hope ur ready to ragnarok and roll Isn’t Thor: Ragnarok coming out this year? Plot twist of all plot twists: the prophetic Ragnarok was actually referring to the marvel movie. Okay, reblogging for that last one. Marvel’s pulling out all the stops for promotion of this movie : Norse Mythology ONorseMyth News * Follow The Wolf has been sighted over Sweden. It's been nice knowing you #SignsOfRagnarök RETWEETS LIKES 2,911 3,757 10:37 PM-8 Mar 2016 steverogersnotebook: ladynorbert: kate-barton93: nooby-banana: bifrostedflake: sucymemebabaran: vax-viral: neverwithoutmyipod: oh, shit wheres the video of the Danish news reporter and the car falling into the lake behind him and he goes “Oh!… shit. Okay.” No, seriously though, in Norse mythology this was the fist sign of Ragnarok, aka the Final Godly Beatdown Warmageddon. are we finally getting a REAL apocalypse I’m getting real tired of being let down #SHAN WHERE IS THAT PIC OF LOKI YOU EDITED #THE ONE WHERE HE’S READY TO PARTY   hope ur ready to ragnarok and roll Isn’t Thor: Ragnarok coming out this year? Plot twist of all plot twists: the prophetic Ragnarok was actually referring to the marvel movie. Okay, reblogging for that last one. Marvel’s pulling out all the stops for promotion of this movie
Save
spocksplum: deepfriedfuckpotato: quousque: advanced-procrastination: captainkirk94: goldenpoc: exomoon: rexpinn: emiria: theradicalace: tossingtelevisions: Bitch WHAT THE FUCK what the FUCK ???!!!!?? Yo, this guy sold his soul for this or something holy fuck i feel like i just watched something forbidden for mortal eyes I’m the black lady in the audience LIKE DAMN OKAY So….do i go to church tommorrow or stay in? MAGIC TRICKS ARE SIMPLY SLEIGHT OF HAND, USING REDIRECTION TO TAKE YOUR FOCUS OFF THE THING THEYRE MANIPULATING. THAT IS NOT THIS. IT SEEMS LIKE IT AT FIRST BUT THEN HE STARTS DOING THIS SHIT IN PLAIN SIGHT, AND LETTING US ACTUALLY SEE THE SHIT TRANSFORMING AND CHANGING PLACES. THIS ISN’T SLEIGHT OF HAND. THIS ISN’T A MAGIC TRICK. ITS JUST FUCKING MAGIC. ???? what??? the fuck??????? “Oh, I think I see the moments there where the actual transfer is happening, but he’s really good at it,” I thought at first.  Promptly followed by, “Wait what the fuck what the FUCK” Mmm bruh this guy needs to be arrested by wizard police for violation of the statute of secrecy : spocksplum: deepfriedfuckpotato: quousque: advanced-procrastination: captainkirk94: goldenpoc: exomoon: rexpinn: emiria: theradicalace: tossingtelevisions: Bitch WHAT THE FUCK what the FUCK ???!!!!?? Yo, this guy sold his soul for this or something holy fuck i feel like i just watched something forbidden for mortal eyes I’m the black lady in the audience LIKE DAMN OKAY So….do i go to church tommorrow or stay in? MAGIC TRICKS ARE SIMPLY SLEIGHT OF HAND, USING REDIRECTION TO TAKE YOUR FOCUS OFF THE THING THEYRE MANIPULATING. THAT IS NOT THIS. IT SEEMS LIKE IT AT FIRST BUT THEN HE STARTS DOING THIS SHIT IN PLAIN SIGHT, AND LETTING US ACTUALLY SEE THE SHIT TRANSFORMING AND CHANGING PLACES. THIS ISN’T SLEIGHT OF HAND. THIS ISN’T A MAGIC TRICK. ITS JUST FUCKING MAGIC. ???? what??? the fuck??????? “Oh, I think I see the moments there where the actual transfer is happening, but he’s really good at it,” I thought at first.  Promptly followed by, “Wait what the fuck what the FUCK” Mmm bruh this guy needs to be arrested by wizard police for violation of the statute of secrecy
Save
steverogersnotebook: ladynorbert: kate-barton93: nooby-banana: bifrostedflake: sucymemebabaran: vax-viral: neverwithoutmyipod: oh, shit wheres the video of the Danish news reporter and the car falling into the lake behind him and he goes “Oh!… shit. Okay.” No, seriously though, in Norse mythology this was the fist sign of Ragnarok, aka the Final Godly Beatdown Warmageddon. are we finally getting a REAL apocalypse I’m getting real tired of being let down #SHAN WHERE IS THAT PIC OF LOKI YOU EDITED #THE ONE WHERE HE’S READY TO PARTY   hope ur ready to ragnarok and roll Isn’t Thor: Ragnarok coming out this year? Plot twist of all plot twists: the prophetic Ragnarok was actually referring to the marvel movie. Okay, reblogging for that last one. Marvel’s pulling out all the stops for promotion of this movie : Norse Mythology ONorseMyth News * Follow The Wolf has been sighted over Sweden. It's been nice knowing you #SignsOfRagnarök RETWEETS LIKES 2,911 3,757 10:37 PM-8 Mar 2016 steverogersnotebook: ladynorbert: kate-barton93: nooby-banana: bifrostedflake: sucymemebabaran: vax-viral: neverwithoutmyipod: oh, shit wheres the video of the Danish news reporter and the car falling into the lake behind him and he goes “Oh!… shit. Okay.” No, seriously though, in Norse mythology this was the fist sign of Ragnarok, aka the Final Godly Beatdown Warmageddon. are we finally getting a REAL apocalypse I’m getting real tired of being let down #SHAN WHERE IS THAT PIC OF LOKI YOU EDITED #THE ONE WHERE HE’S READY TO PARTY   hope ur ready to ragnarok and roll Isn’t Thor: Ragnarok coming out this year? Plot twist of all plot twists: the prophetic Ragnarok was actually referring to the marvel movie. Okay, reblogging for that last one. Marvel’s pulling out all the stops for promotion of this movie
Save
river-cottage-dweller: solitarelee: 221cbakerstreet: spookyrawr: rassoey: avianawareness: aph-romania: reallymisscoffee: dansknapp: stultiloquentia: doctormemelordmd: fangirling-so-hard-rn: Crows are scaryThey use tools Can be taught to speak (like parrots) Have huge brains for birds like seriously their brain-to-body size ratio is equal to that of a chimpanzee They vocalize anger, sadness, or happiness in response to things they are scary smart at solving puzzles some crows stay with their mates until one of them dies they can remember faces SIDENOTE HERE BECAUSE HOLY SHIT.  They did an experiment where these guys wore masks and some of them fucked with crows.  Pretty soon the crows recognized the masks = douchebag.  But the nice guys with masks they left alone.  THEN, OH WE’RE NOT DONE, NO SIR crows that WEREN’T EVEN IN THE EXPERIMENT AND NEVER SAW THE MASK BEFORE knew about mask-dudes and attacked them on sight.  THEY PASSED ON THE FUCKING INFORMATION TO THEIR CROW BUDDIES. They remember places where crows were killed by farmers and change their migration patterns. Guys I’m really scared of crows now.(q)  Yeah but have you seen this  A colleague of my dad’s lives next to a lake, and looked out the window one morning to see a duck trapped in the ice. A crow swooped down. “Oh hell,” she thought, expecting carnage, because crows are opportunists. But the crow chipped at the ice with its beak until the duck was free. Idk of this counts but a few crows saved me from a magpie swooping attack once ,they’re bros who can tell when magpies are being unreasonable and need to chill I love crows so damn much. When I was fifteen, I hit a pretty serious bout of depression, to the point I was in my room for months. Well, a family of crows made a nest in a tree outside my window. There were two parents and two chicks. One chick was healthy and strong. One was weak, and had a caw like something being strained. It sounded more like a rooster crowing and so my parents jokingly named him ‘Buck’.Well… months passed and Buck’s sibling was taught to fly. His parents focused on the sibling because the sibling was strong. The father stayed behind to try and teach Buck, but I saw him try to fly, fail, and crash to the floor. His father helped him back up into the tree. Every day, I would watch Buck from my window until one day I opened it and started talking to him. He was small and gangly and he couldn’t caw right. His feathers were all over the place and I felt a kinship. So I made a deal with him. I told him that if he could do it, if he could fly, then I could find the strength to get up. Well… near the end of the season, after talking with him every day, I finally saw him get out of the nest. He went to the edge of his branch, braced himself, and jumped… and just before he hit the ground, he soared back up into the sky. I cheered harder than I ever had before. That winter, Buck left the area. I was crestfallen. I felt like I’d lost a friend. But I was so damn proud of him.  Cut to the next spring? I’m walking up the driveway one day when suddenly I hear a sound… a broken caw. I look up, and Buck is sitting in a tree above my head. He stared at me and puffed his feathers, then hopped down in front of me and cawed again. I was so damn thrilled, and I told him how proud I was of him. He ruffled his feathers and then soared off into his old tree.  That summer? I heard two broken caws. One from Buck… and one from his chick. Cut to ten years later? We have a family of crows who all have a very distinct caw and they come here and spend every spring, summer, and fall on our property. Buck still greets me every spring. that last reply made me wanna cry. that’s so beautiful. Don’t forget the Russian Crow SLEDDING DOWN A ROOF not once, but twice.  this one morning i kept hearing really loud caws, i remember it was like 5am, LIKE REALLY LOUD AND ANNOYING AND AGGRESSIVE, so loud that i could hear it through a closed window, and i eventually went outside to check it out. there was a crow on my front lawn, it had an injury on its head and couldn’t fly and there were two other crows circling right above it, and they were cawing like mad.  i tried to get close and take a better look and one of them dived super low and tried to attack me. so i went back in the house and chopped some sliced raw meat and tossed it at him from a distance. a few more times later, very soon after, they could tell i was trying to help, and did not attack me. i was “allowed” to walk up close and pick him up, he couldn’t drink water properly so i had to dip my finger in a bowl and stick it in his mouth. i did this few times a day and it went on for about a week before he disappeared, i thought he recovered and left, but he came back the next day and lands on me, and i see him around the block quite often, and he would come sit on my shoulder for a few minutes and then fly away again. i feel like i’ve adopted a son. Best birbs !! your son is Beautiful and Strong every time I see this post it has different crow stories and every time I reblog it again because all crow stories are good stories Such little cutie pies 😍 not to be cliché but crows are 100% my favorite birbs : now you kno! Crows are quite similar to humans isit their aging parents many y after they have left the nest. and v ears nowyoukno.com river-cottage-dweller: solitarelee: 221cbakerstreet: spookyrawr: rassoey: avianawareness: aph-romania: reallymisscoffee: dansknapp: stultiloquentia: doctormemelordmd: fangirling-so-hard-rn: Crows are scaryThey use tools Can be taught to speak (like parrots) Have huge brains for birds like seriously their brain-to-body size ratio is equal to that of a chimpanzee They vocalize anger, sadness, or happiness in response to things they are scary smart at solving puzzles some crows stay with their mates until one of them dies they can remember faces SIDENOTE HERE BECAUSE HOLY SHIT.  They did an experiment where these guys wore masks and some of them fucked with crows.  Pretty soon the crows recognized the masks = douchebag.  But the nice guys with masks they left alone.  THEN, OH WE’RE NOT DONE, NO SIR crows that WEREN’T EVEN IN THE EXPERIMENT AND NEVER SAW THE MASK BEFORE knew about mask-dudes and attacked them on sight.  THEY PASSED ON THE FUCKING INFORMATION TO THEIR CROW BUDDIES. They remember places where crows were killed by farmers and change their migration patterns. Guys I’m really scared of crows now.(q)  Yeah but have you seen this  A colleague of my dad’s lives next to a lake, and looked out the window one morning to see a duck trapped in the ice. A crow swooped down. “Oh hell,” she thought, expecting carnage, because crows are opportunists. But the crow chipped at the ice with its beak until the duck was free. Idk of this counts but a few crows saved me from a magpie swooping attack once ,they’re bros who can tell when magpies are being unreasonable and need to chill I love crows so damn much. When I was fifteen, I hit a pretty serious bout of depression, to the point I was in my room for months. Well, a family of crows made a nest in a tree outside my window. There were two parents and two chicks. One chick was healthy and strong. One was weak, and had a caw like something being strained. It sounded more like a rooster crowing and so my parents jokingly named him ‘Buck’.Well… months passed and Buck’s sibling was taught to fly. His parents focused on the sibling because the sibling was strong. The father stayed behind to try and teach Buck, but I saw him try to fly, fail, and crash to the floor. His father helped him back up into the tree. Every day, I would watch Buck from my window until one day I opened it and started talking to him. He was small and gangly and he couldn’t caw right. His feathers were all over the place and I felt a kinship. So I made a deal with him. I told him that if he could do it, if he could fly, then I could find the strength to get up. Well… near the end of the season, after talking with him every day, I finally saw him get out of the nest. He went to the edge of his branch, braced himself, and jumped… and just before he hit the ground, he soared back up into the sky. I cheered harder than I ever had before. That winter, Buck left the area. I was crestfallen. I felt like I’d lost a friend. But I was so damn proud of him.  Cut to the next spring? I’m walking up the driveway one day when suddenly I hear a sound… a broken caw. I look up, and Buck is sitting in a tree above my head. He stared at me and puffed his feathers, then hopped down in front of me and cawed again. I was so damn thrilled, and I told him how proud I was of him. He ruffled his feathers and then soared off into his old tree.  That summer? I heard two broken caws. One from Buck… and one from his chick. Cut to ten years later? We have a family of crows who all have a very distinct caw and they come here and spend every spring, summer, and fall on our property. Buck still greets me every spring. that last reply made me wanna cry. that’s so beautiful. Don’t forget the Russian Crow SLEDDING DOWN A ROOF not once, but twice.  this one morning i kept hearing really loud caws, i remember it was like 5am, LIKE REALLY LOUD AND ANNOYING AND AGGRESSIVE, so loud that i could hear it through a closed window, and i eventually went outside to check it out. there was a crow on my front lawn, it had an injury on its head and couldn’t fly and there were two other crows circling right above it, and they were cawing like mad.  i tried to get close and take a better look and one of them dived super low and tried to attack me. so i went back in the house and chopped some sliced raw meat and tossed it at him from a distance. a few more times later, very soon after, they could tell i was trying to help, and did not attack me. i was “allowed” to walk up close and pick him up, he couldn’t drink water properly so i had to dip my finger in a bowl and stick it in his mouth. i did this few times a day and it went on for about a week before he disappeared, i thought he recovered and left, but he came back the next day and lands on me, and i see him around the block quite often, and he would come sit on my shoulder for a few minutes and then fly away again. i feel like i’ve adopted a son. Best birbs !! your son is Beautiful and Strong every time I see this post it has different crow stories and every time I reblog it again because all crow stories are good stories Such little cutie pies 😍 not to be cliché but crows are 100% my favorite birbs
Save
river-cottage-dweller: solitarelee: 221cbakerstreet: spookyrawr: rassoey: avianawareness: aph-romania: reallymisscoffee: dansknapp: stultiloquentia: doctormemelordmd: fangirling-so-hard-rn: Crows are scaryThey use tools Can be taught to speak (like parrots) Have huge brains for birds like seriously their brain-to-body size ratio is equal to that of a chimpanzee They vocalize anger, sadness, or happiness in response to things they are scary smart at solving puzzles some crows stay with their mates until one of them dies they can remember faces SIDENOTE HERE BECAUSE HOLY SHIT.  They did an experiment where these guys wore masks and some of them fucked with crows.  Pretty soon the crows recognized the masks = douchebag.  But the nice guys with masks they left alone.  THEN, OH WE’RE NOT DONE, NO SIR crows that WEREN’T EVEN IN THE EXPERIMENT AND NEVER SAW THE MASK BEFORE knew about mask-dudes and attacked them on sight.  THEY PASSED ON THE FUCKING INFORMATION TO THEIR CROW BUDDIES. They remember places where crows were killed by farmers and change their migration patterns. Guys I’m really scared of crows now.(q)  Yeah but have you seen this  A colleague of my dad’s lives next to a lake, and looked out the window one morning to see a duck trapped in the ice. A crow swooped down. “Oh hell,” she thought, expecting carnage, because crows are opportunists. But the crow chipped at the ice with its beak until the duck was free. Idk of this counts but a few crows saved me from a magpie swooping attack once ,they’re bros who can tell when magpies are being unreasonable and need to chill I love crows so damn much. When I was fifteen, I hit a pretty serious bout of depression, to the point I was in my room for months. Well, a family of crows made a nest in a tree outside my window. There were two parents and two chicks. One chick was healthy and strong. One was weak, and had a caw like something being strained. It sounded more like a rooster crowing and so my parents jokingly named him ‘Buck’.Well… months passed and Buck’s sibling was taught to fly. His parents focused on the sibling because the sibling was strong. The father stayed behind to try and teach Buck, but I saw him try to fly, fail, and crash to the floor. His father helped him back up into the tree. Every day, I would watch Buck from my window until one day I opened it and started talking to him. He was small and gangly and he couldn’t caw right. His feathers were all over the place and I felt a kinship. So I made a deal with him. I told him that if he could do it, if he could fly, then I could find the strength to get up. Well… near the end of the season, after talking with him every day, I finally saw him get out of the nest. He went to the edge of his branch, braced himself, and jumped… and just before he hit the ground, he soared back up into the sky. I cheered harder than I ever had before. That winter, Buck left the area. I was crestfallen. I felt like I’d lost a friend. But I was so damn proud of him.  Cut to the next spring? I’m walking up the driveway one day when suddenly I hear a sound… a broken caw. I look up, and Buck is sitting in a tree above my head. He stared at me and puffed his feathers, then hopped down in front of me and cawed again. I was so damn thrilled, and I told him how proud I was of him. He ruffled his feathers and then soared off into his old tree.  That summer? I heard two broken caws. One from Buck… and one from his chick. Cut to ten years later? We have a family of crows who all have a very distinct caw and they come here and spend every spring, summer, and fall on our property. Buck still greets me every spring. that last reply made me wanna cry. that’s so beautiful. Don’t forget the Russian Crow SLEDDING DOWN A ROOF not once, but twice.  this one morning i kept hearing really loud caws, i remember it was like 5am, LIKE REALLY LOUD AND ANNOYING AND AGGRESSIVE, so loud that i could hear it through a closed window, and i eventually went outside to check it out. there was a crow on my front lawn, it had an injury on its head and couldn’t fly and there were two other crows circling right above it, and they were cawing like mad.  i tried to get close and take a better look and one of them dived super low and tried to attack me. so i went back in the house and chopped some sliced raw meat and tossed it at him from a distance. a few more times later, very soon after, they could tell i was trying to help, and did not attack me. i was “allowed” to walk up close and pick him up, he couldn’t drink water properly so i had to dip my finger in a bowl and stick it in his mouth. i did this few times a day and it went on for about a week before he disappeared, i thought he recovered and left, but he came back the next day and lands on me, and i see him around the block quite often, and he would come sit on my shoulder for a few minutes and then fly away again. i feel like i’ve adopted a son. Best birbs !! your son is Beautiful and Strong every time I see this post it has different crow stories and every time I reblog it again because all crow stories are good stories Such little cutie pies 😍 not to be cliché but crows are 100% my favorite birbs : now you kno! Crows are quite similar to humans isit their aging parents many y after they have left the nest. and v ears nowyoukno.com river-cottage-dweller: solitarelee: 221cbakerstreet: spookyrawr: rassoey: avianawareness: aph-romania: reallymisscoffee: dansknapp: stultiloquentia: doctormemelordmd: fangirling-so-hard-rn: Crows are scaryThey use tools Can be taught to speak (like parrots) Have huge brains for birds like seriously their brain-to-body size ratio is equal to that of a chimpanzee They vocalize anger, sadness, or happiness in response to things they are scary smart at solving puzzles some crows stay with their mates until one of them dies they can remember faces SIDENOTE HERE BECAUSE HOLY SHIT.  They did an experiment where these guys wore masks and some of them fucked with crows.  Pretty soon the crows recognized the masks = douchebag.  But the nice guys with masks they left alone.  THEN, OH WE’RE NOT DONE, NO SIR crows that WEREN’T EVEN IN THE EXPERIMENT AND NEVER SAW THE MASK BEFORE knew about mask-dudes and attacked them on sight.  THEY PASSED ON THE FUCKING INFORMATION TO THEIR CROW BUDDIES. They remember places where crows were killed by farmers and change their migration patterns. Guys I’m really scared of crows now.(q)  Yeah but have you seen this  A colleague of my dad’s lives next to a lake, and looked out the window one morning to see a duck trapped in the ice. A crow swooped down. “Oh hell,” she thought, expecting carnage, because crows are opportunists. But the crow chipped at the ice with its beak until the duck was free. Idk of this counts but a few crows saved me from a magpie swooping attack once ,they’re bros who can tell when magpies are being unreasonable and need to chill I love crows so damn much. When I was fifteen, I hit a pretty serious bout of depression, to the point I was in my room for months. Well, a family of crows made a nest in a tree outside my window. There were two parents and two chicks. One chick was healthy and strong. One was weak, and had a caw like something being strained. It sounded more like a rooster crowing and so my parents jokingly named him ‘Buck’.Well… months passed and Buck’s sibling was taught to fly. His parents focused on the sibling because the sibling was strong. The father stayed behind to try and teach Buck, but I saw him try to fly, fail, and crash to the floor. His father helped him back up into the tree. Every day, I would watch Buck from my window until one day I opened it and started talking to him. He was small and gangly and he couldn’t caw right. His feathers were all over the place and I felt a kinship. So I made a deal with him. I told him that if he could do it, if he could fly, then I could find the strength to get up. Well… near the end of the season, after talking with him every day, I finally saw him get out of the nest. He went to the edge of his branch, braced himself, and jumped… and just before he hit the ground, he soared back up into the sky. I cheered harder than I ever had before. That winter, Buck left the area. I was crestfallen. I felt like I’d lost a friend. But I was so damn proud of him.  Cut to the next spring? I’m walking up the driveway one day when suddenly I hear a sound… a broken caw. I look up, and Buck is sitting in a tree above my head. He stared at me and puffed his feathers, then hopped down in front of me and cawed again. I was so damn thrilled, and I told him how proud I was of him. He ruffled his feathers and then soared off into his old tree.  That summer? I heard two broken caws. One from Buck… and one from his chick. Cut to ten years later? We have a family of crows who all have a very distinct caw and they come here and spend every spring, summer, and fall on our property. Buck still greets me every spring. that last reply made me wanna cry. that’s so beautiful. Don’t forget the Russian Crow SLEDDING DOWN A ROOF not once, but twice.  this one morning i kept hearing really loud caws, i remember it was like 5am, LIKE REALLY LOUD AND ANNOYING AND AGGRESSIVE, so loud that i could hear it through a closed window, and i eventually went outside to check it out. there was a crow on my front lawn, it had an injury on its head and couldn’t fly and there were two other crows circling right above it, and they were cawing like mad.  i tried to get close and take a better look and one of them dived super low and tried to attack me. so i went back in the house and chopped some sliced raw meat and tossed it at him from a distance. a few more times later, very soon after, they could tell i was trying to help, and did not attack me. i was “allowed” to walk up close and pick him up, he couldn’t drink water properly so i had to dip my finger in a bowl and stick it in his mouth. i did this few times a day and it went on for about a week before he disappeared, i thought he recovered and left, but he came back the next day and lands on me, and i see him around the block quite often, and he would come sit on my shoulder for a few minutes and then fly away again. i feel like i’ve adopted a son. Best birbs !! your son is Beautiful and Strong every time I see this post it has different crow stories and every time I reblog it again because all crow stories are good stories Such little cutie pies 😍 not to be cliché but crows are 100% my favorite birbs
Save
mani-skaldulfn: bopdawoo: psshaw: cultofkimber: fencehopping: Here you go: A giant squid with the creepiest fucking arms ever caught on video on an undersea oil rig. Here’s the video That isn’t a giant squid; it’s a bigfin squid! And that’s actually way, way cooler!  Because! Bigfin Squid are really rarely seen past the juvenile stage. And, because we’ve never actually sampled an adult and they look radically different from the juvenile stage, we don’t really have a definitive idea of what this thing even is. We only think it’s an adult bigfin. And that’s cool as hell ‘cause it looks like an alien. But the juveniles look like this: Look at its little tenta-nubbins! And I’d never seen a gif of the video or the video itself; I’d only seen this still of it: So you just made my freakin’ day. God fuck you fuck you fuck awful no shit god bag every time I see creepy marine life I have to make sure I still have toes and I will not let them leave my sight for the next 45 minutes fuck you fuck. isn’t nature fun the ocean is bullshit : 07-1295 Shell Perdido AC857 Host Batch Set Hdg:317.69 Depth:7828.487929 1385 6 100 7842 10-1S 03 N:9485524.76 E:1017934.7611-11-07 Sunday, November 11, 2007 10:18:43 ANM mani-skaldulfn: bopdawoo: psshaw: cultofkimber: fencehopping: Here you go: A giant squid with the creepiest fucking arms ever caught on video on an undersea oil rig. Here’s the video That isn’t a giant squid; it’s a bigfin squid! And that’s actually way, way cooler!  Because! Bigfin Squid are really rarely seen past the juvenile stage. And, because we’ve never actually sampled an adult and they look radically different from the juvenile stage, we don’t really have a definitive idea of what this thing even is. We only think it’s an adult bigfin. And that’s cool as hell ‘cause it looks like an alien. But the juveniles look like this: Look at its little tenta-nubbins! And I’d never seen a gif of the video or the video itself; I’d only seen this still of it: So you just made my freakin’ day. God fuck you fuck you fuck awful no shit god bag every time I see creepy marine life I have to make sure I still have toes and I will not let them leave my sight for the next 45 minutes fuck you fuck. isn’t nature fun the ocean is bullshit
Save