/lit/ - Literature

[Anonymous No.15101157]

RIP

[Anonymous No.15101180]

this bitch on the spice lol

[Anonymous No.15101470]

>mfw only enough energy to megpost
I could use some Bret Easton Ellis-engendered cocaine and white wine soirés

[Anonymous No.15101484]

>>15101157
How does a woman get eyes and feet like this dime piece cyborg?

[Anonymous No.15101494]

[Anonymous No.15101495]

OVID WORLD 19 KILL THEM ALL

[Anonymous No.15101501]

[Anonymous No.15101506]

>>15101180
lmao

[Anonymous No.15101512]

>>15101495
Is Megan still in her tent?

[Anonymous No.15101521]

who here plays Kiss 'n Tell: Sincerity Edition with a tablet's closeup of Megan's face

[Anonymous No.15102100]

F

[Anonymous No.15102102]

>>15101180
She lives in a tent in Texas

[cunt No.15102114]

>>15102102
Is she homeless?

[Anonymous No.15102140]

anyone keeping up with her current liveblog? feel like a chump for wanting to finish the published one before looking through the current one

[Anonymous No.15102146]

>>15102140
its down :(

[Anonymous No.15102197]

>>15101180
Got a chuckle out of me.

[Anonymous No.15102243]

>>15102114
she has a home in our hearts

[Anonymous No.15102643]

>>15102146
This has happened before since she rebooted liveblog's sequel, hopefully it's back up soon

[Anonymous No.15102647]

>>15102140
I have, Megan's working which makes it spicy

[Anonymous No.15102648]

>>15101157
Meggo, come back!

[Anonymous No.15102686]

Megan, we miss your spunk!

[Anonymous No.15102717]

Oh no, is she done writing?

[Anonymous No.15102724]

>>15102102
I thought she was in Baltimore

[Anonymous No.15102730]

https://otherppl.com/megan-boyle-interview-2/

[Anonymous No.15102778]

>>15102730
Thanks, Meghead

[Anonymous No.15102787]

>>15102778
You're welcome, Megaroni

[Anonymous No.15102797]

>>15102724
Megan is a different type of answer to a very unique question

[Anonymous No.15102813]

[Anonymous No.15102814]

>>15102730
havent heard this thanks

[Anonymous No.15102820]

>>15102787
why did you say you're welcome when you didn't share the link. you should reevaluate something

[Anonymous No.15102822]

>>15102820
Thank you for clarifying anon!!

[Anonymous No.15102854]

>>15102820
I did share the link though. Is this Tao? Meggo warned us you're a trickster

[Anonymous No.15102860]

>>15101157
Why no new candid feet pics, Megan?

[Anonymous No.15102862]

>>15101157
Is this what Thomas Pynchon looks like nowadays?

[Anonymous No.15102877]

>>15102862
Anyone have the family reunion pic of Pynchon and Megan?

[Anonymous No.15102880]

>>15101157
Yo, is she a robot?

[Anonymous No.15103235]

>>15102730
>0:43
tradcath

[Anonymous No.15103918]

Woah, what a morning, Megheads! We got ourselves a fresh podcast to tune in to!

[Anonymous No.15104065]

Does she have nudes?

[Anonymous No.15104080]

megan should do her most devoted fans a favor and come on /lit/ for an ama sesh

[Anonymous No.15104660]

Otherppl podcast is supes comfy, thanks Megan!

[Anonymous No.15104698]

Perhaps Megan's new Liveblog 2 is offline because it has already been picked up by a publisher.

[Anonymous No.15104909]

>>15104698
She's most likely editing it.

[Anonymous No.15105266]

Megan noted the Post-Corona Era subsidiaries of Baltimore that had this far re-enmeshed their bold economic operations with glittery celebrant storefronts, and similarly lit sidewalk drive-up booths staffed by festively masked staff who each had, as far as could be seen from this five-way intersection, each and every building, booth or concessionary tent, let alone all the out and about people who had also absorbed and incorporated into their representation the revival of the US industry for tubular neon signage, showcasing custom phrases on walls, profanities across jackets and latex glutes, whole menus dangling from trees, lampposts, unsuspecting residences pulsing dungeon services, up-front limits and specialties, right beside prices of fuel and electricity and coffee and beef dry aged 60 days, there was even, Megan noticed in rapt wonder, a noiselessly puttering globular Matsutake droid, displaying for the social fanfare's enticements in its cephalic orb an immaculate version of mesmerizing mushrooms protected inside the vending drone, and it went on electrically bumbling down the sidewalk deferential to all human traffic as it mingled its robotic salesmanship there amongst the blazing sheets of verses scriptural and whimsical, decorating abandoned automobiles, hung about adjacent tenements, carpeting scorched rubble even, their vivid vinings and drapings of sparkly twinkling lights connecting by their innumerable auras all the bright, chipper, mysterious, cryptic, edgy tidings and notices that crowned the parapets and archways and fetched the eyes down alleys and absorbed passersby beneath paragraphs festooned across the smooth ceilings of pedestrian tunnels, their texts unfurling seemlessly tp the reading paced walkings of variously neon-accessorized out-and-about peoples, eager and proud of their immaculate white health badges buffed white and freshly charged so as gleaming as sunlit clouds and so illuminated were brandished over hearts encircled by declarative greens, pinks, indigos, maroons, re-entry ceramics red, such details also denoting too shiny necklaces in decolletage, belt buckles, vest badges, badges worn on flat caps, bicyclist helmets, even the mouth-area of ornamental breathing masks, Megan noticed too how younger early twenty-something women wore their health badges simply, directly, plainly about their wrists, or dangling from a band or bangle cinched up their elbows, more than one girl of spectacular height that seemed now the majority of women in that age group conspicuously holstering her sunny health badge tucked into the thigh-high lip of the boots notably more fashionable than Megan recalled when such elaborate shoes were one option among many in her time, but now seemed almost part of this new era's uniform for futuristic female energies.

[Anonymous No.15105300]

>>15102686
Holy shit she looks rough. Those marionette lines.

[Anonymous No.15105306]

Megan noted the Post-Corona Era subsidiaries of Baltimore that had this far re-enmeshed their bold economic operations with glittery celebrant storefronts, and similarly lit sidewalk drive-up booths staffed by festively masked staff who each had joined, as far as could be seen from this five-way intersection, each and every building or concessionary tent, let alone all the out and about people just the same who had also absorbed and incorporated into their representation a revival of the US industry for tubular neon signage, showcasing custom phrases on walls, profanities across jacket shoulders and animated by glutes engaged in saunters or struts, whole menus dangling from trees, lampposts, unsuspecting residences pulsing dungeon services, up-front limits and specialties, right beside prices of fuel and electricity and coffee and beef dry aged 60 days, there was even, Megan noticed in rapt wonder, a noiselessly puttering globular Matsutake droid, displaying for the social fanfare's enticements in its cephalic orb an immaculate version of mesmerizing mushrooms protected inside the vending drone, and it went on electrically bumbling down the sidewalk deferential to all human traffic as it mingled its robotic salesmanship there amongst the blazing sheets of verses scriptural and whimsical, decorating abandoned automobiles, hung about adjacent tenements, carpeting scorched rubble even, their vivid vinings and drapings of sparkly twinkling lights connecting by their innumerable auras all the bright, chipper, mysterious, cryptic, edgy tidings and notices that crowned the parapets and archways and fetched the eyes down alleys and absorbed passersby beneath paragraphs festooned across the smooth ceilings of pedestrian tunnels, their texts unfurling seemlessly to the reading paced walkings of variously neon-accessorized out-and-about peoples, eager and proud of their immaculate white health badges buffed white and freshly charged so as gleaming as sunlit clouds and this illuminated were then brandished over hearts encircled by declarative greens, pinks, indigos, maroons, re-entry ceramics red, such details also denoting too shiny necklaces in decolletage, belt buckles, vest badges, badges worn on flat caps, bicyclist helmets, even the mouth-area of ornamental breathing masks, Megan noticed too how younger early twenty-something women wore their health badges simply, directly, plainly about their wrists, or dangling from a band or bangle cinched up their elbows, seeing too how more than one girl of spectacular height which anecdotally here and now in post-Corona Baltimore's Reboot District seemed the predominant phenotype among women in that age group who also took to conspicuously holstering her sunny health badge tucked into the thigh-high lip of the boots notably more fashionable than Megan recalled when such elaborate shoes were one option among many in her time, but now seemed almost part of this new era's uniform for futuristic female energies.

[Anonymous No.15105370]

>>15101484
Feet look very close to my wife’s feet.

[Anonymous No.15105777]

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[Anonymous No.15105827]

All three helical spindly space elevators each from their distinct oceans was towed deep into the Indian Ocean to within a luxurious viewing distance of the mottled igneous island that awaited Megan's arrival so as to become ignited as her hallowed performance platform consummating the decade-long hype campaign pining for Megan's healing dance that was expected by all conventional thinking, even the cryonically-accessible sentience of Henry Kissinger in last weeks FT, agree that Megan's dance will serve as a profoundly destabilizing and generative epochal turning point or else some kind of shocking transformation of any audience fetched by Megan's hypnotics of gesticulated whipping and lassoing and twirling and leaping and flipping as her arms and hips and spun knots of hair are all caught in the punishments of vortical ellipses spun to unmeasurable ferocity, Arch-Dancers as Megan had to be rarefied were said in the Ancient days when such creatures were common to discover in their sensate movements the hollows of voids and gulfs in the sapient materiality and mysteries known only to the danceres whereby they are rocked by the psycho-neuromuscular equivalents to turbulence, pumping up their jams until they cascade into an invisble beat's elk in the curve of a road and it is those trip-ups and bungles that separate the excellent, once-in-a-century type dancers and those who embody dance as a spiritual communion via their physicality's sacrificial sigilistic movements, becoming in those illuminated choreographies sacred by means of a transubstantiation Megan often explained in husky ponderings to her followers by such ideas as "the aphidryma is actually you, it's a manifest state of mind you must keep as active and alive as one tends a torch. It is from that fire that all dance comes."

[Anonymous No.15105950]

All three helical spindly space elevators each from their distinct oceans was towed deep into the Indian Ocean to within a luxurious viewing distance of the mottled igneous sandbar that awaited Megan's arrival so as to become her hallowed performance platform consummating the decade-long global hype campaigns pining for Megan's healing choreography that was expected by all conventional thinking, even the cryonically-accessible sentience of Henry Kissinger published in last weeks FT, to fully agree that Megan's Dance will serve as a profoundly destabilizing as well as generative epochal turning point or else some kind of shocking and inexplicable enlightenment breathed into any audience fetched by Megan's hypnotics of gesticulated whipping and lassoing and twirling and leaping and flipping her arms and hips and spun knots of hair in ways as if caught in the punishments of vortical ellipses spun to unmeasurable ferocity. Arch-Dancers as Megan was so titularly rarefied were said in the Ancient days when such creatures were more common to discover in their highly heightened movements the hollows of voids and gulfs in sapient sensate mysteries known only to the dancers whereupon they are physically rocked by the psycho-neuromuscular equivalents to turbulence, pumping up the jams until cascading into an invisble beat's elk in the curve of a road. It is said that Arch-Dancers are distinguished amidst those trip-ups and bungles that separate the excellent, once-in-a-century type dancers and those who embody dance as a spiritual communion via their physicality's sacrificial sigilistic movements, becoming in those illuminated choreographies sacred by means of a transubstantiation Megan often explained in husky ponderings to her followers by such ideas as "the aphidryma is actually you, it's a manifest state of mind you must keep as active and alive as one tends a torch. It is from that fire that all dance comes."

[Anonymous No.15107234]

Is Megan the alt lit equivalent to the judge?

[Anonymous No.15107292]

>>15107234
Judge Holden?

[Anonymous No.15107321]

I need my Megan fix

[Anonymous No.15107382]

I noticed her mood decreasing over the last few days and now she has gone offline with the blog. I hope she is doing ok.

[Anonymous No.15107433]

>>15107382
She goes ovaries out with her projects. Inevitably Megan needs to dip her tootsies in an icebath before reshodding those tippy tapping shoes

[Anonymous No.15108511]

jebadoh's fall

[Anonymous No.15108654]

>>15108511
What does it mean, Megheads?

[Anonymous No.15108659]

>>15108654
true megheads know

[Anonymous No.15108663]

>>15108654
Megan is merging with what can most easily be described as Magic.

[Anonymous No.15108671]

>>15108654
An emergency code

[Anonymous No.15108679]

>>15108654
Megan found DFW's cryonics. The legends were true. It's all too much to take in

[Anonymous No.15109600]

>>15108663
What is the teleology of Megan Boyle Meme Magic?

[Anonymous No.15109733]

[Anonymous No.15109939]

>tfw livecooking

[Anonymous No.15110243]

>>15109600
How familiar are you with geopolitics and the Great Games of the Twenty-First Century? Megan was trained since toddlerhood to optimize certain program activated gifts, her specific program being funded and governed according to the needs of geopolitical strategy. Megan's patrons anticipated a world of motley hardscrabble economics where matriarchies, gynocratic polycules and female-aid cooperatives were the new basis for social and cultural legitimacy and these groups of women would influence much of society and economic decision-making by controlling access to the authentic female form.