People just keep saying shit, huh

This reminds me of something Toni Morrison wrote.

You bastards made the first five minutes of UP and you expect us to believe you’re worried about the audience needing therapy?

My first job was at 12 years old pretending I had diabetes for medical licensing exams

instantly assumed this was a kaiju situation

“Trambopoline! I gotta go!” The urgency of the scene is just perfection

The libretto of my dreams, about a woman returning to Toronto post WW1 with a fiancé that is actually an animated pile of straw. Eventually the straw man gets infected with the ghost of her dead father. One day!! One day.

no cheating, your last saved picture of a celebrity is your therapist Perfect

I hope all the substacks I’ve been coveting but abstaining from move to ghost!! This is my snow day prayer.

St. John’s has gotten almost a meter of snow in the last five days and b’ys… we’re drowning here

It takes more effort than it used to, to turn the pegs, but Mr. Heidelberg’s ghostly fingers still manage to help tune all the pianos at the Neubert Community Music School. Those keys take a pounding every day, and the new piano tuner could use all the help she can get.

“Being anti-AI is gatekeeping!” I’m *literally* saying there is no gate. Unlike the people telling you the only way through it is AI.

Going to try to approach my writing this year like a botanical garden. A protected space, with different biomes in different wings. Finding the right soil pH for whatever a project needs, cultivating seedlings, just tending to a part of myself in a really intentional way.

Thys was my Heated Rivalrye

Thankfully it only works when it’s time, when they’re ready, when the grey at their muzzles paints age over their puppy hearts. When it would hurt too much to stay another day. I accept no coin. I sing to them softly, and every time, their sighs help soothe their owners’ tear-chapped cheeks

Finally saw Sinners tonight. Omg. So great.

A friendly reminder that submissions CLOSE for our upcoming issue this Saturday. Keep them coming! Share with a Black SFF writer in your circle 🖤🖤🖤 Guidelines here: fiyahlitmag.com/submissions/

Some days I have extreme social anxiety around online spaces, other days I dream of starting a short form video series about practicing/professional piano life.

I have drafted a query letter!! My first ever! I am terrified haha 🙃

Fiction submissions are open now! The window will be open until January 21st 2026 at 3 p.m. UTC. For additional information about submitting including our Moksha link ⬇️ strangehorizons.com/submit/ficti...

He’s not “insane”, he’s an evil, entitled despot surrounded by handlers and enablers. He COULD do differently: he just doesn’t want to.

Reminder that you can stop using “psychotic” when you mean “evil” any time…

One of the most popular and crowd-pleasing arias in classical opera, "Perché non c'è cibo nella mia ciotola, donna?" tells an emotional tale of a desperately malnourished waif and translates into English as "Why Is There No Food In My Bowl, Woman?"

The cats would like me to be done editing please (I am on the last chapter of this revision pass!!)

A romance novel about a popcorn company worker who writes the instructions and a microwave manufacturer who won’t stop putting “popcorn” buttons on the machine

✨ Announcing...our FIRST NOVELLA ✨ Publisher @kercoby.bsky.social has acquired CREST by @thesuiway.bsky.social for our 2027 debut book line up. This haunting, ethereal contemporary fantasy captured us from first glimpse, and we're so excited to share it next year. Read on in the 🧵 for more deets!

Reading used to be pretty much my only hobby, so it makes sense that I was averaging 50-70 books per year at the time. Now I’m realizing my lower numbers aren’t a personal failure, just a mark of my current season.

Began reading @premeemohamed.com ‘s No One Will Come Back For Us last night and was just floored by the first story. Bang! Truly an incredible author.

Truly so disappointed that I am missing out on substack posts from my favourite creators because I just absolutely refuse to support substack

RT if you've never had a tab of ChatGPT open 'just to do quick research'

We're not supposed to know what goes on at the bottom of the ocean. I saw this thing that looked like a carrier bag full of eyes holding an umbrella. That's nobody's business

Is there any place name more poetic than “Far Rockaway” in New York?

My holeworms have been hard at work all year creating their tunnels in their terrarium. I give each one a stretch like a turtleneck collar before laying them carefully outside, ready to be picked up and used by the cats whenever they need a quick getaway. Also, because Newfoundland: salt cod.

an orange cat

fave books of 2025: - Intermezzo / Sally Rooney - James / Percival Everett - The River has roots / Amal El-Mohtar - Cover Story / Mhairi McFarlane - The Garbage Poems / Anna Swanson - La Belle Sauvage / Philip Pullman - The Rose Field / Philip Pullman - Small things like these // Claire Keegan

Just got scammed out of all my money like a common loon, how’s your Thursday going

ALSO Kobo just sent me a small amount of moneys (thank u Kobo) that will help with Christmas presents so HEY REMINDER I have a little ghost story/post-war story up there! For not very much money! www.kobo.com/ca/en/ebook/...

My flight to Montreal was just cancelled and I might miss my grandmother’s hundredth birthday party because of this 🙃 Sure glad I am medicated because I think if I wasn’t I’d be a mess rn

So far today I have read/analyzed 5 chapters of The Novel and my brain is absolute mush. But pleasantly surprised mush (I don’t hate The Novel)

I stop by a stall selling blistered shishito peppers in grease proof bags, then make my way to the courtyard rest area, where my pet elemental is allowed to relieve itself by causing a localized squall over the imported grass.

Lovely rejection!

introduce yourself with five concerts you’ve seen Annie Lennox Isidore String Quartet Fleet Foxes Leon Fleisher Paul Simon

If writing is so easy why do people argue that they can’t do it without the pablumatic verbiage extruder And if it’s so difficult then why do people think it’s not labour and writers are not workers

I feel you, ancient Mongolian ceramic hedgehog. I feel you.

I have read and annotated 9 out of 32 chapters of my printed out novel and it is… so tiring lmao. So much mental energy!!!

narrator: 50 years ago... me: [nods] in 1945 narrator: in 1975... me: what

As you might imagine, the vibes at my weekly queer curling games are very different from the vibes at my weekly queer choir rehearsals. The nuances of community gatherings!