Night Fury doodles
think what you want about Mia Farrow, but two paragraphs of this 2013 profile stood out to me:
Dylan (who now has another name) has never before spoken publicly of what she remembers about Allen and how his behavior back then has tormented her. She refuses ever to say his name. “There’s a lot I don’t remember, but what happened in the attic I remember. I remember what I was wearing and what I wasn’t wearing.” I asked her if what she had said happened in the attic happened more than once. “That was isolated. The rest was just everyday weirdness—the weird routine I thought was normal.”
Dylan is 28, a college graduate, married to an information-technology specialist who serves as her buffer. “He’s the best thing that ever happened to me. I would not be functioning without him.” Before our conversation, which lasted more than four hours, I promised her that I would not reveal where she lives or other identifying details. Quick-witted and extremely intelligent, she is writing and illustrating a 500-page novel in the Game of Thrones genre.
first off, I think it’s really funny that Vanity Fair (whose Game of Thrones tv coverage is extensive and fawning in the way only Vanity Fair can be) can’t bring itself to say “fantasy novel” but more importantly, Dylan Farrow — who doesn’t go by that name anymore — is one of us. she’s writing a fantasy novel and married a computer guy. she’s on OB, or was one of the babies on #shadowscene or alt.gothic.fashion. she had a fanfic rp livejournal. she goes to Dragon*Con. she plays WOW or LoL. she’s a Homestuck. if one of your fb/twitter/tumblr buddies had stepped up to shame the devil, you never would’ve said there are two sides to every story, you would’ve fought to be first in line to axe murder her father.
don’t let Dylan Farrow’s name get in the way. you don’t know her name.
possibly the best christmas post ive ever seen on tumblr