imagine wearing this with the homies in ww3

Look what’s arrived on the eve of National Poetry Month. Can only be a good sign. Thank you @tacobellquarterly.org for making my day. 🌮🔔📓❤️‍🔥

@tacobellquarterly.org the rest of you are now free to be consumed by jealousy.

I got the @tacobellquarterly.org in the mail.

That's enough day for today

At the end of the day, AI bros are selling you the idea that you can get rid of all the friction—but the friction is where the magic happens.

Everything will be fine! But it probably also won't be!

Folks, good news: The Onion is a hundred or so subs away from reaching the long-awaited number of 69,420 paid print subscribers. If you’re that one magic subscriber, we’ll send you a mystery gift box as a thanks. Sign up or regret it forever. We’re on sale for a week. Make sexweed number history.

Orclahoma will exist, even if I have to handwrite it in comp books.

out 4/7!!

this is how thomas harris talks about writing apparently. calls it writhing on the floor.

Good news. I'm doing it right

Oh good, i am doing it right

Okay, but why does *my* book have to be such a dick about it though?

Books should take forever to write. They should torture you your entire life and the things you could have said slightly better should haunt you forever. This is what art is for, transferring the discomfort of being human into something relatable to the other humans

Remember all the pointless stories, songs, and plays you put on as a child where you performatively trotted across the linoleum floor with the family dog and no one knew what you were doing? It's the same thing, except now you're an adult and you call it Art

To the people who see the words "Taco Bell Quarterly" scroll by and don't know why, I am with you

Ooooh so this is @tacobellquarterly.org day job

My ideal life setting.

Shipped the last of the TBQ sampler issues into the world! We are sold out of our first ever print run! Gained lots of new information and leveled up in lit mag making experience! Onward to TBQ8!

THE FUCK YOU TALKING ABOUT SHITPOST?! TBQ IS ONE OF THE MOST INSPIRING PROJECTS I’VE EVER COME ACROSS EVER GTFOH #WritingSky

The shitpost who became a real boy

To answer the most common question--yes, they are very aware and monitor the situation closely. A literary magazine of short fiction and poems that bleeds money is one of the 87 entities which Daddy Taco chooses to follow alongside celebrities, NFL players, and its global partners

Someone at a Baltimore restaurant overheard me talking about TBQ during AWP and had all the questions. “Does Taco Bell know?” “They’re cool with this?” I spoke of your lore like a seasoned bard.

Dream publication. Someday I hope to write some trash worthy enough for the TBQ.

TBQ is both a shitpost and the real deal, seriously worth your attention

Read the original, legendary 162 page word document, knowing literally no one involved thinks this is a real magazine but everyone is just making it up and doing it anyway and also doing it surprisingly well tacobellquarterly.org/wp-content/u...

Where we're going, we don't need goals and plans.

Stop worrying about what YA books to let your kids read and let them sort it out with V C Andrews and cocaine era Stephen King as God intended

Getting real close to the bottom of the pile for TBQ8! Only have about 350 more to read and then I'm going to start rejecting. All of the writing (and ART!) is so great. I upvoted 5 (!) things in a row yesterday alone! The possible accept pile is huge rn. You're going to be crushed!

Bluesky is great. Where else do you get music and video game recommendations from authors, writing inspiration from @tacobellquarterly.org, and mental health support from Discontinued Foods?

It is easier and more fun to do your hobbies when you aren't slogging through extreme depression so don't forget to squeeze in a mental health walk too

*looking at my enormous oeuvre with pride and satisfaction*

What if I laid down on my side and started screaming and called that the book

You need to go do your art or something

Don't let anything stop you. That's what death is

If I’ve learned anything about writing from @tacobellquarterly.org, it’s

There are two kinds of writers: writers who know exactly what they want to write about, and then write; and writers who discover that birds have sub-atomic magnet particles in their eyes to correspond with the earth’s magnetic compass so now they need to change their whole book to fit that fact in

My midlife crisis could have involved something cool like skateboarding but nooooooo I have no depth perception and I enjoy writing long form essays for fun

With all the internet sheen and gloss you tend to forget that we’re all squirmy, bleating creatures. This essay is so beautiful it cracked open my onion skin like a goddamn Outback Blooming Onion ™ (apologies for the cross-brand pollination, for it is spring and also roughly lunch time)

@tacobellquarterly.org I only know Mick from their snarky social media posts, so this essay is surprising, impressive and touching. https://open.substack.com/pub/tacobellquarterly/p/how-to-put-yourself-out-there?utm_source=share&utm_medium=android&r=14llzl

Speaking of @tacobellquarterly.org previous post, and fake-it-til-you-make-it headlong into vulnerability, here’s my vintage 2022 Taco Butt Quarterly. Represent me.

Very lovely piece :) sometimes you just need the lived experience to bust an anxiety, and sometimes the experience actually really sucks ass too

This is the article that "I needed a therapist. Instead I discovered the magic of books" line lives. Don't you want to see the context?

"In my earliest memories, family members are correcting me on my gender while I insist that I’m a boy. I can still feel the panic of being told I’m wrong about something I understood about myself so fundamentally. It created a distrust in myself."

Engaging vulnerable essay for better understanding navigation. How we slog the discomforts of life, yes, but how we may offer the consciousness of deeper consideration to those in our orbit.

I wrote a vulnerable 2,000 word unedited essay about my childhood and now I'm trying to get strangers scrolling by to read it because that's how hard we roll over at Lit Stack. Happy Friday y'all! open.substack.com/pub/tacobell...

Your move @tacobellquarterly.org

Me browsing increasingly arcane architectural cardboard cat houses

The degree to which I'm willing and able to embarrass myself cannot be overstated