Relatedly, Babycakes has decided they want to be a psychopomp.

Watched the Na Na Na music video with Babycakes, accidentally got them super invested, reluctantly showed them SING where everyone dies, and then spent a while explaining the LLTBP timeline theories.

[To the tune of Pretty Woman by Roy Orbison] 🎵Baba Yaga 🎵Walking down the street 🎵Baba Yaga 🎵House with chicken feet 🎵Baba Yaga

But what if I got a very small tattoo while I wait for my very large tattoo appointment….

I miss themed playlists. Mix tapes. Sharing a bunch of songs that have you all twisted up inside. I think we should do an exchange, or a fest, or a thing. Would you be interested in a thing?

Came up with a banger first line for a draft I haven't touched in five years. Thanks brain?? Been letting that one cook a while?

Custodian is telling stories of some people he worked for in high school who were clearly mobsters. "....his right hand man, that poor guy, we found him in the trunk..." YOU WHAT

Extremely niche reference to Dimension 20 A Starstruck Odyssey: I have a villain in this story that I gave a ridiculous poncey long name and I keep forgetting it and calling him Connie Lee Carter Van Helsing.

Snow flurries today I am not ready!

Should I ask him for a kayak? 🪶🌿

Struggling with the smallest things today. Can't stand the quiet but all audio I try is distracting. Can't sit still long enough to focus but I don't want to do anything but write. Brain why.

Good morning

Tattoo in February GO

Devastating. Absolutely destroys me every time.

Every time someone uses the phrase "...gets more than they bargained for" in an AO3 summary, "Sugar, We're Going Down" should start loudly playing. If it's a bandom fic, Actual Patrick Stump should appear.

This fic has it all* *all the healthy coping skills I’ve learned for dysregulation

I forgot to take a picture of my Dirty Shirley and sadly none of the librarians I was hanging out with at the conference cash bar knew about Princess Donut.

The anaphora in the lyrics of 'Favorite Record' by Fall Out Boy mimics the skipping of a record, in this essay I will.....(A deeper reading emphasizes memory, a song stuck in one's head, and as the duo of repeated words resolved into one, reflecting the past tense of the relationship GO TO WORK JJ)

First junco sighting of the season!

DESERVES A QUIET NIGHT

One of the lifeguards at open swim had a guitar and was strumming along to the K-Pop Demon Hunters soundtrack. For reference, open swim has until this point been completely without accompanying music. Amazing night, glad we went.

Fingers crossed that the artist who did my space bee tattoo is interested in my vibes only description of what I want for an upper back piece. I did use the phrase "art deco book cover embossment."

Auto-correct has once again called me out, changing "camp fire" to "vampire." The only problem is, I'm writing werewolves.

Spent an hour pretending I was a baker and made almond blueberry muffins, potato and cheese quiche, and chocolate chip oatmeal cookies.

Just absolutely Going Thru It today.

Me: I need to listen to some music today that won't make me cry. *puts on stomachaches* *gets to "She's the Prettiest Girl at the Party, and She Can Prove It with a Solid Right Hook"* Me:.......I don't know what I expected.

The assonance in this song keeps me up at night.

The unhinged noises Babycakes made when I told her the audiobook for the Millicent Quibb sequel came in on Libby.

Second morning of getting up early to write with @thehoyden.bsky.social and then had someone come to the house to do a thing that means I continue to get a good grade in divorce, a thing that is normal to want and possible to achieve.

Spent my full moon mental health walk listening to The Black Parade, fixated on the percussion. Good thing I'm using this ultra-focused observation for something really important - a novel that will have a deeply niche (if any) market.

A fancy drink and a Sunday of story work

Fantastic mini-documentary on one of my favourite birds #birds

I'm not going to lie. I am extremely disappointed to find out that "Helsing SG-1" refers to an autonomous submersible rather than what would have been a gloriously insane crossover TV series.

Babycakes is watching a show about foods that changed history. They call it The Dramatic Breakfast Cereal Show because actors play out pivotal moments of the narration and some 1950s businessman threw an open box of Cheerios at a brick wall in the first episode.

I wrote a whole thing based on how very much this sounded like "high on blood" especially in the bridge.

You know, it's best for everyone that I don't use my comparative literature and poetry background to analyze song lyrics on main HOWEVER I just remembered the existence of "Pretty Handsome Awkward" and in this essay I will....

We could cry a little, cry a lot Don't stop dancing, don't dare stop

What’s your sign?

Let Penny tell you a story: archiveofourown.org/works/71430521

deepest of deep breaths feeling nervous about this one, friends! I've written about the mainstreaming of pull-to-publish, its impact on fandom, and what it means for an increasingly corporate and IP-driven creative landscape.

New vampire detectives story just dropped: archiveofourown.org/works/71274846

Happy Mountain Day to all who celebrate! I can’t take the day off but I will get some ice cream tonight.

Voice to text hates my speech patterns so much. I definitely did not say “auntie vampire magic.” I mean, I can see how I might say that, but in this case it wasn’t insightful predictive text, I just can’t annunciate.

The lion knocker’s face! Eursulon’s ears! Tof’s arms! Nif getting knocked out left and right!

"Are ghost candles a fire hazard?" Is that a real candle that looks like a ghost or a candle in another plane of existence that looks like a ghost and was lit by a ghost or did the ghost light a real candle in our plane of existence and the appearance of the candle is irrelevant. Help us help you.

It’s chilly in the morning and I spent half of yesterday baking apple-centric dishes and I wandered to write EVERYTHING

I want to write the fanfic that is a deep dive by an in-universe fan about how the Saja Boys was a long-form performance Huntr/X used to tell a story about the importance of self acceptance and the power of friendship.

Took full psychic damage from a comment on a fic that pointed out it was written 15 years ago.

The number of times across all of my fics in all of my fandoms where one character demands of another, "Show me." Oh, the radiant power of being seen.