Tove Black
@toveblack.bsky.social
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Writer and sometimes musician based in Vancouver (Canada). Pen name. https://toveblack.ca/about/
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I’m excited about reading it!
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Yay! Today I picked up my special-ordered copy of this beautiful book by poet, scholar, publisher, and wonderful person @thisisannick.bsky.social
A slender volume, with a cover image of an engraving of flowers on a linen-textured paper. “Votive,” by Annick MacAskill.
toveblack.bsky.social
Being a writer is such a great way to remind yourself that *so much* of how you perceive things depends on your state of mind.

One day I'm energised and in love with my WIP -- the next I can't find 10 pages good enough to use for a residency application.
toveblack.bsky.social
There really isn’t a day that goes by without me swearing at some kind of LLM / AI / autocorrect.
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It really helps you get past your internal editor!
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Oof. Weird autocorrect issue there. (Another reason not to trust the robot overlords 😬)
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That sounds really good. Having a job to go to and family to look after means it doesn’t quite work like that, but I like writing early and coming back to it later.
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I get that. I write every day so it works out to being cautious about what I read or watch so it doesn’t throw me over off track!
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I find if I write every day I get the spontaneity too. It doesn’t have to be either / or!
toveblack.bsky.social
Yes!! This is such a good way to get unstuck. (And when I’ve done the 3-Day Novel Contest I do a bigger version of this: say an hour of writing and then a ten-minute walk. It helps with the physical stiffness / soreness and also story problems.)
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emilyhughes.bsky.social
periodic reminder that if you write stuff that's published on the web for a publication you yourself do not own, PDF that shit as soon as it goes live
toveblack.bsky.social
I cannot overstate how much the process of novel-writing helps me to (temporarily) escape things happening in the so-called real world.

I spent most of today just puzzling which characters should do what and why, to make something hang together and it was absolutely great.
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prisonculture.bsky.social
The thing everyone can do right now is to find your lane if you don't already have one and work that lane diligently and with commitment.
toveblack.bsky.social
Susan Cooper and Tove Jansson too 💜
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Everyone else is talking about the Emmys but I'm doing the classic thing of hunching over my keyboard working on some writing.

And not even writing new words, trying to cut back on them. (I've got my novel down to under 100K! Well, it's exciting to me.)
toveblack.bsky.social
Defiant Nuns is not a bad band name.
toveblack.bsky.social
I happened to be going through some of Aesop's Fables and perhaps unsurprisingly some of them are hitting the spot for me today.

Here's one for now, "The Frogs Who Asked for a King." (Source: Project Gutenberg.) I might post more later.
The Frogs Who Asked for a King

There were once some Frogs who lived together in perfect security in a
beautiful lake. They were a large company, and were very comfortable,
but they came to think that they might be still happier if they had a
King to rule over them.

So they sent to Jupiter, their god, to ask him to give them a King.

Jupiter laughed at their folly, for he knew that they were better off
as they were; but he said to them, “Well, here is a King for you,” and
into the water he threw a big Log.

It fell with such a splash that the Frogs were terrified and hid
themselves in the deep mud under the water.

By and by, one braver than the rest peeped out to look at the King, and
saw the Log, as it lay quietly on the top of the water. Soon, one after
another they all came out of their hiding places and ventured to look
at their great King.

As the Log did not move, they swam round it, keeping a safe distance
away, and at last one by one hopped upon it.

“This is not a King,” said a wise old Frog; “it is nothing but a stupid
Log. If we had a King, Jupiter would pay more attention to us.”

Again they sent to Jupiter, and begged him to give them a King who
could rule over them. Jupiter did not like to be disturbed again by the silly Frogs, and this
time he sent them a Stork, saying, “You will have some one to rule
over you now.”

As they saw the Stork solemnly walking down to the lake, they were
delighted.

“Ah!” they said, “see how grand he looks! How he strides along! How he
throws back his head! This is a King indeed. He shall rule over us,”
and they went joyfully to meet him.

As their new King came nearer, he paused, stretched out his long neck,
picked up the head Frog, and swallowed him at one mouthful. And then
the next—and the next!

“What is this?” cried the Frogs, and they began to draw back in terror.

But the Stork with his long legs easily followed them to the water, and
kept on eating them as fast as he could.

“Oh! if we had only been—” said the oldest Frog. He was going to add
“content,” but was eaten up before he could finish the sentence.

The remaining Frogs cried to Jupiter to help them, but he would not
listen. And the Stork-King ate them for breakfast, dinner, and supper,
every day, till in a short time there was not a Frog left in the lake.
Poor, foolish Frogs, not to have known when they were well off. A line-drawing illustration showing a crane lifting one small frog out of a pond with its beak, while other frogs look on.
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toveblack.bsky.social
Yes, I’m doing the 3-Day Novel Contest again. The goddess help me!
3-day novel contest: “the world’s most notorious literary marathon!”
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marcelias.bsky.social
“Totalitarianism in power invariably replaces all first-rate talents, regardless of their sympathies, with those crackpots and fools whose lack of intelligence and creativity is still the best guarantee of their loyalty.” ― Hannah Arendt, The Origins of Totalitarianism