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QAF. NB. Double MFA in MSU (Making Shit Up) & GSD (Getting Shit Done). DGAF (Do Give A Fuck). Always writing about reluctant gods & heros. Rinzai Zen. Oregon coast.
#goodmorning Would you rather fall as snow and build into banks OR be tossed as rain against loose windowpanes OR float just above the ground and mingle with trees as mist in the valleys?* #writersky #booksky #amwriting
December 13, 2025 at 11:20 PM
#WIPsnips "control" from 'Guideline: How to Write a Suicide Note' in What the Dead Know:
Control is beyond us except to the extent that we dare to offer help. We cling to the idea that we might contribute some tiny stitch to the fraying fabric of our humanity. #writersky #writingcommunity
December 13, 2025 at 11:19 PM
#goodmorning Civilization has not even officially fallen yet and already your pets run in packs and look at you as a source of food that does not come in cans or bags; food on the hoof; fun food.* #writersky #booksky #amwriting
December 12, 2025 at 5:30 PM
#WIPsnips "smash" => "crush" from Ch. 17, First There Is a Wall:
Of the uncomfortable crush of tourists + newlydeads near the now-sealed Rift, Walter is the first to give up waiting for a psychopomp. Instead, he wanders in search of Fang or any of his other lovers. #writersky #writingcommunity
December 12, 2025 at 5:26 PM
#goodmorning What is the word for when she puts her hands into hot water — almost too hot — on the saddest day of her life so far?* #writersky #booksky #amwriting
December 11, 2025 at 5:21 PM
#WIPsnips "full" from Chapter 9, Five-Star Resorts in the Bardo:
The flames flicker out, but Hugo keeps screeching. It takes him a full five minutes — or what would be five minutes in the land of the living — to notice he is no longer on fire and shut up. #writersky #writingcommunity
December 11, 2025 at 5:18 PM
#WIPsnips "pipe" from Chapter 3, What Fang Knows:
Fang is never easily ignored. Fang is an angry pounding of pipes, a crashing storm surf of anxiety and restlessness even while he is still in Infra-Bet-E's womb. #writersky #writingcommunity
December 10, 2025 at 12:44 PM
#WIPsnips "design" from Chapter 13, Eurydice Shrugged:
Each of Infra-Bet-E's beloved punks has their own design ideas, based upon what body parts are available. Say, mermaid from the waist down plus kangaroo from the waist up plus the antlers of a moose. #writersky #writingcommunity
December 10, 2025 at 12:43 PM
#goodmorning One of the many perks of living with chronic anxiety is that a thing is pretty much never as bad as you expect it to be.* #writersky #booksky #amwriting
December 8, 2025 at 6:56 PM
#WIPsnips "fourth" => "third" from Chapter 15, Friendzoned by God:
Revenants are freaking out the predeads. Some of them murdered, some driven to a second or third suicide, they come back to us in pieces. #writersky #writingcommunity
December 8, 2025 at 6:56 PM
#goodmorning What is the word for the relationship people have with their gods, such as: Must they go through an intermediary i.e. priests, shamans, royalty? Is tribute required to buy them access?* #writersky #booksky #amwriting
December 6, 2025 at 4:26 PM
#WIPsnips "hook" from Chapter 4, What Doom Pony Knows:
When he first hears about it, Fang is too awash in his own misery and his endless cycle of semelparous hook-ups to notice, much less properly grieve Greta's death. #writersky #writingcommunity
December 6, 2025 at 4:18 PM
#goodmorning In typical Bitchmuse behavior, She wants me to conform to a poetic form - except with rogue lines that escape from the short metric feet and gallop unshod all over the page.* #writersky #booksky #amwriting
December 5, 2025 at 2:20 PM
#WIPsnips "screen" => "device" from What the Dead Know:
Pro Vivos can keep in touch with each other, but only because they manage to collect the hardened devices after Doom Pony murder crows dispose of their Spood owners. #writersky #writingcommunity
December 5, 2025 at 2:14 PM
#goodmorning I intend to live and thrive for a long time — but not long enough to become an endling.* #writersky #booksky #amwriting
December 4, 2025 at 3:25 PM
#WIPsnips "city" from Chapter 10, Where Did All These Ghosts Come From?:
Tsunamis wipe out landmarks and small towns in the high deserts. Tsunamis in Phoenix, tsunamis in Salt Lake City. Nobody knows where the water is coming from, much less what to do with it. #writersky #writingcommunity
December 4, 2025 at 3:24 PM
#goodmorning They choose to operate out of a truth so selective it amounts to lying.* #writersky #booksky #amwriting
December 3, 2025 at 2:53 PM
#WIPsnips "dominant" => "dominate" from Bonus Story 3, Long Ago in the Future:
The younger man, who has never known the Spood-dominated world, finds his Grand's questions strange. Why does he use words? This is obviously the time for listening, not conversation. #writersky #writingcommunity
December 3, 2025 at 2:52 PM
#goodmorning You can't not see the ghost of the last good time you had, which haunts you because, not knowing it was the last, you rushed through and took it for granted.* #writersky #booksky #amwriting
December 2, 2025 at 3:58 PM
#WIPsnips "percent" from Chapter 9, Five-Star Resorts in the Bardo:
"Ready?" Hugo calls, sounding falsely bright. "Sure. Hit it," Infra-Bet-E replies, by which they both know she feels 100 percent unready. #writersky #writingcommunity
December 2, 2025 at 3:57 PM
#goodmorning I am verklempt. What am I to do with all these spiders that died in the laundry?* #writersky #booksky #amwriting
December 1, 2025 at 5:14 PM
#WIPsnips "belong" from Chapter 7, Doom Pony Love Children:
That is a Doom Pony baby. He is the beginning of a new generation and he belongs with us. So give us a few days' head start. Two days. That should be sufficient. #writersky #writingcommunity
December 1, 2025 at 5:08 PM
#goodmorning I dream a world where only predators are left alive, including sparkly liquid wearable predators — yet humans still refuse to believe we are predators.* #writersky #booksky #amwriting
November 30, 2025 at 3:51 PM
#WIPsnips "number" from Chapter 10, Where Did All These Ghosts Come From?:
Some of you encounter the nonzero number of postdead who wander back across into the land of the living, "ghosts" who take great pleasure in scaring you aka haunting you. #writersky #writingcommunity
November 30, 2025 at 3:50 PM
#goodmorning I love you by knowing your stories. I love you by teaching you how to do without me. I love you by what I do not say to you. I love you by abandoning my hobby, nagging. I love you by walking in the foothills until I no longer feel sorry for myself.* #writersky #booksky #amwriting
November 29, 2025 at 3:24 PM