Tamsin Seymour
@teabeesea.bsky.social
Keeper of Question Marks at https://writteninhope.ink/the-between/
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Tamsin Seymour
@teabeesea.bsky.social
· Feb 25
A long time ago, I began a story in the other place. It was for my friend @silveringofrose.bsky.social. I've not felt able to write for a while, but I'd really like to try to continue the tale/tail. Half the back story is linked below, and the front story will follow here.
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Gee emerged into a paper cavern swinging with a #joy of glowworms and a song of ink-stained mice. Pick axes and shovels dug into soft pages, and murine mules pushed barrows of dug-out words up passages into the beyond.
"And we dig, dig, dig, dig, dig the whole day through!" They sang.
#vss365
"And we dig, dig, dig, dig, dig the whole day through!" They sang.
#vss365
April 9, 2025 at 11:28 AM
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Deeper and deeper it went until the girl and the river were swallowed underground into a great cavern of chalk no longer bright with the #onslaught of light but soft with shade. And in the midst of the empty space, a calcified heart hung still and silent like a stalactite. Unbeating.
#vss365
#vss365
February 18, 2025 at 6:55 AM
Deeper and deeper it went until the girl and the river were swallowed underground into a great cavern of chalk no longer bright with the #onslaught of light but soft with shade. And in the midst of the empty space, a calcified heart hung still and silent like a stalactite. Unbeating.
#vss365
#vss365
Hello again. Here is the other half of the story I began, way back when, for the lovely @silveringofrose.bsky.social. To be continued here...
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March 2, 2025 at 9:38 PM
Hello again. Here is the other half of the story I began, way back when, for the lovely @silveringofrose.bsky.social. To be continued here...
x.com/teabeesea/st...
x.com/teabeesea/st...
A long time ago, I began a story in the other place. It was for my friend @silveringofrose.bsky.social. I've not felt able to write for a while, but I'd really like to try to continue the tale/tail. Half the back story is linked below, and the front story will follow here.
x.com/teabeesea/st...
x.com/teabeesea/st...
February 25, 2025 at 10:13 PM
A long time ago, I began a story in the other place. It was for my friend @silveringofrose.bsky.social. I've not felt able to write for a while, but I'd really like to try to continue the tale/tail. Half the back story is linked below, and the front story will follow here.
x.com/teabeesea/st...
x.com/teabeesea/st...
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This one night, we find the body of a long dead car.
Old Robot whispers, imagine us. Faster than the wind, making our own weather, singing our favourite songs. And we got mirrors reflecting all we left behind.
Like memories, I say.
Just like, Old Robot says. Let's keep walking.
#vss365 #whistpr
Old Robot whispers, imagine us. Faster than the wind, making our own weather, singing our favourite songs. And we got mirrors reflecting all we left behind.
Like memories, I say.
Just like, Old Robot says. Let's keep walking.
#vss365 #whistpr
August 20, 2024 at 4:35 PM
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Bubbles in the river rising must be from #lips, she thoughts. Her thinks sink to swim through murky depths. Rainwater. Plops. Plips. A thousand tiny raps on leaves. The sound of a Woolf tapping typewriters on the bank behind her. What you can't see doesn't exist, does it? A story is coming.
#vss365
#vss365
August 24, 2024 at 9:35 AM
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The Nun cocked the gun. “This is no time for games, Doctor. Prepare to meet your creator!” She aimed, squeezed the trigger, and shot an 'oh' of surprise...
Episode 20 of The Between is here, writteninhope.ink/the-between, and includes an interview with the delightful @poeticnihilist.
Episode 20 of The Between is here, writteninhope.ink/the-between, and includes an interview with the delightful @poeticnihilist.
May 24, 2024 at 7:25 AM
The Nun cocked the gun. “This is no time for games, Doctor. Prepare to meet your creator!” She aimed, squeezed the trigger, and shot an 'oh' of surprise...
Episode 20 of The Between is here, writteninhope.ink/the-between, and includes an interview with the delightful @poeticnihilist.
Episode 20 of The Between is here, writteninhope.ink/the-between, and includes an interview with the delightful @poeticnihilist.
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When @silveringofrose.bsky.social kindly agreed to Guest Edit Episode 19, we always knew the Mice Writers were in good hands. But her choice of interviewee, feature, and intro turned our little story into something truly beautiful. Thank you Silver, and thank you also to Faerie! ❤️
He crossed the thin, grey strip of tarmac and stumbled into the darkness of an ancient path filled with cool and time-worn layers of life.
The Between continues, plus there's a delightful interview with @musicfairy15.
Download your free Episode 19 from writteninhope.ink/the-between.
The Between continues, plus there's a delightful interview with @musicfairy15.
Download your free Episode 19 from writteninhope.ink/the-between.
April 26, 2024 at 8:37 PM
When @silveringofrose.bsky.social kindly agreed to Guest Edit Episode 19, we always knew the Mice Writers were in good hands. But her choice of interviewee, feature, and intro turned our little story into something truly beautiful. Thank you Silver, and thank you also to Faerie! ❤️
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April 10, 2024 at 6:17 PM
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"Possibly probably," Scilla spoke ever so quietly. "In our rooms, Enid."
"Enid?" The spider spat. "How many times must I ask. It's #Captain. Call me Captain."
The centipede dropped the pen. "Nobody mentioned an arachnid!"
"Stop your shivering. I never eat anyone with more legs than me."
#vss365
"Enid?" The spider spat. "How many times must I ask. It's #Captain. Call me Captain."
The centipede dropped the pen. "Nobody mentioned an arachnid!"
"Stop your shivering. I never eat anyone with more legs than me."
#vss365
March 29, 2024 at 7:03 AM
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The silver owl soared into sky as grey stones came into view. Ancient doorways to other times, other places, or so they seemed to Butterworth.
The Between takes flight in Episode 18.5, where we are joined by the delightful @helen_laycock.
Visit writteninhope.ink/the-between
The Between takes flight in Episode 18.5, where we are joined by the delightful @helen_laycock.
Visit writteninhope.ink/the-between
April 12, 2024 at 9:39 AM
The silver owl soared into sky as grey stones came into view. Ancient doorways to other times, other places, or so they seemed to Butterworth.
The Between takes flight in Episode 18.5, where we are joined by the delightful @helen_laycock.
Visit writteninhope.ink/the-between
The Between takes flight in Episode 18.5, where we are joined by the delightful @helen_laycock.
Visit writteninhope.ink/the-between
March 27, 2024 at 8:07 PM
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If you want a very most interesting something to read... you could do much much worse than The Between. And following both @patchiesteve.bsky.social and @teabeesea.bsky.social for the daily entries that grace my timeline. Delightfully twisty, beautifully written, perfect NonSense.
"The clue’s in the monocle, you see!” The worm hollered. “I know everything about this whole story. Even how it doesn’t end!”
There's a worm of plotholes for you to discover in Episode 17½ of The Between, you may even develop an appetite for them.
Visit writteninhope.ink/the-between
There's a worm of plotholes for you to discover in Episode 17½ of The Between, you may even develop an appetite for them.
Visit writteninhope.ink/the-between
March 15, 2024 at 9:43 PM
If you want a very most interesting something to read... you could do much much worse than The Between. And following both @patchiesteve.bsky.social and @teabeesea.bsky.social for the daily entries that grace my timeline. Delightfully twisty, beautifully written, perfect NonSense.
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I just remembered I used a knife alongside my fork last time I ate this, and what popped into my head was, “Oh, right, I was dual-wielding.”
March 11, 2024 at 5:44 PM
I just remembered I used a knife alongside my fork last time I ate this, and what popped into my head was, “Oh, right, I was dual-wielding.”
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March 2, 2024 at 10:23 AM
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getting late, we take a train
it’s snowing chalking cracks in the shit-trodden pavement we hate making us feel like we’re a losing battle so we’re jumping the gates one last one last time as the feathers fall & they fall as they fall they’re hugging the ground.
#whistpr #vss365
it’s snowing chalking cracks in the shit-trodden pavement we hate making us feel like we’re a losing battle so we’re jumping the gates one last one last time as the feathers fall & they fall as they fall they’re hugging the ground.
#whistpr #vss365
March 7, 2024 at 1:14 PM
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You are done with all the clanking and spitting, so you’re leaving, trading want heaves for mountains, sparking, but not afraid. It’s a new sound; an anvil of joy, but softer, and it’s calling you away, so you are leaving, to be closer to home.
#vss365 #LandmarksVSS
#poetry
#vss365 #LandmarksVSS
#poetry
March 11, 2024 at 1:46 PM
You are done with all the clanking and spitting, so you’re leaving, trading want heaves for mountains, sparking, but not afraid. It’s a new sound; an anvil of joy, but softer, and it’s calling you away, so you are leaving, to be closer to home.
#vss365 #LandmarksVSS
#poetry
#vss365 #LandmarksVSS
#poetry
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The Court of Neptune
March 13, 2024 at 6:11 PM
The Court of Neptune
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"A talking mouse!" Gasped the centipede, rattling its 50 forks and 50 knives back into a suitcase.
"I wonder if it can write, too," yawned the earthworm.
"Me. Write. No, that's ille..." Ghyll backed into a corner.
The woodlice eyed the ink, and in unison sang: "Can you spell #anemoia?"
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"I wonder if it can write, too," yawned the earthworm.
"Me. Write. No, that's ille..." Ghyll backed into a corner.
The woodlice eyed the ink, and in unison sang: "Can you spell #anemoia?"
#vss365
February 29, 2024 at 8:33 AM
February 27, 2024 at 8:09 AM
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Dinosaur park
He threw a mug of hot tea at her head,
but it was no good. She still left.
Seeing stars. Holding the sickle of the moon in both hands. A small, bright rock smacked right through her.
#vss365
He threw a mug of hot tea at her head,
but it was no good. She still left.
Seeing stars. Holding the sickle of the moon in both hands. A small, bright rock smacked right through her.
#vss365
February 18, 2024 at 2:02 PM
Dinosaur park
He threw a mug of hot tea at her head,
but it was no good. She still left.
Seeing stars. Holding the sickle of the moon in both hands. A small, bright rock smacked right through her.
#vss365
He threw a mug of hot tea at her head,
but it was no good. She still left.
Seeing stars. Holding the sickle of the moon in both hands. A small, bright rock smacked right through her.
#vss365