Congrats on 3.9k! Lets get to 4k soon! My debut is The Nightingale Prince. When Toby's estranged grandfather dies, leaving him a rundown mansion in the bush, he learns his parents hid a secret: He's fae, not human, and hunters want him dead before he can inherit his magic. amzn.com/8am2uMi

He's just a little guy. (Rhodian black figure ware perfume bottle in the shape of a helmetted head, c 600 BCE, from the National Gallery of Victoria.)

Lady Granville's beetle tiara (1884-1885). Yes, those are real beetles.

The design of that one spaceship from Jupiter Ascending lives rent free in my head. So stunning.

#tinyglade

I never know what to post on Bluesky, so have a spooky mansion I made in Tiny Glade.

I re-read Reawakening by Amy Rae Durreson last night. This book never fails to wreck me. A story I think of so often, and that inspires me to write and reaffirms why I love romance novels. Because they can be so powerful and beautiful and meaningful.

I will never fail to get emotional when I watch Markl, Sophie and Turnip Head having a picnic by Star Lake.

I've spent way too much of my free time re-doing my fantasy world from scratch but finally, the map is sort of presentable. Nameya in its mapped glory, the setting of my upcoming novels. #mapmaking #worldbuilding

Something from my short novella The Harlequin King that will get finished eventually. Hellekin and Miles are so sassy to each other and I love it.

The opener to a presently untitled WIP I started literally today. I'm having fun so far.

P.S: Congrats on 900!

NaNoWrimo has the audacity to co-opt the stigma that romance authors and fanfic writers face as a defence of their habit of accepting money from vanity presses and AI companies. Extremely gross behaviour.

Great Balls of Fire : A History of Sex in Science Fiction Illustration by Harry Harrison. Its not just comics - also covers book illustrations.

Though the author is not a great fan of comics and absolutely hated the CCA.

Around 1348, Emperor Charles IV pawned jewels (including his first wife's crown) to a Jewish banker, Moshe, in Środa, now Poland. Charles IV never reclaimed them, and Moshe either fled or died in the anti-Jewish riots of 1362, leaving them behind, buried in a hidden cache which was found in 1985.

There aren't many of these automatons left, but this 16th century clockwork monk is pretty cool (images: National Museum of American History, Smithsonian Institute).