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Sometimes fiction doesn’t have a moral to the story. Sometimes fiction points at something and goes “Ever thought about THAT???” And you look at what it’s pointing at for a bit.
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I started a Substack where I send out publication announcements and thoughts on writing! Subscribe if you want to have me awkwardly discoing in your inbox.
I just started offering paid subscriptions for $5 a month! Free subscriptions are still offered, there's no difference and no paywall.
If anyone has book recs with demiromantic or demisexual main characters (especially main characters or books exploring what it's like to be demi) hit me up!!
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My flash fiction piece, "When to Tell Your Date You're the Chupacabra," is now free to read online! It's exactly what it sounds like from the title.
A behind-the-scenes about my process of writing this guy is now available on my Substack newsletter!
musefictions reblogged
My flash fiction piece, "When to Tell Your Date You're the Chupacabra," is now free to read online! It's exactly what it sounds like from the title.
A behind-the-scenes about my process of writing this guy is now available on my Substack newsletter!
musefictions reblogged
My flash fiction piece, "When to Tell Your Date You're the Chupacabra," is now free to read online! It's exactly what it sounds like from the title.
musefictions reblogged
My flash fiction piece, "When to Tell Your Date You're the Chupacabra," is now free to read online! It's exactly what it sounds like from the title.
My flash fiction piece, "When to Tell Your Date You're the Chupacabra," is now free to read online! It's exactly what it sounds like from the title.
musefictions reblogged
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OF COURSE I figure out exactly how to fix Imitates Life as soon as it's published lmao
I don't regret it being published in this form, but man. I've been struggling for literal years because I feel like I never quite captured exactly what the story was trying to say, and therefore it always felt disjointed and never had an emotional throughline. I'm so excited to work on it
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it feels like yesterday i was posting my first ever WIP intro—this is that story.
today DEAD GIRLS DON’T SAY SORRY is out in the world, and i am officially a published author!
i love this story and everything it means, and i can’t wait for nora and julia and dillan to meet the readers that need them.
at its heart, DEAD GIRLS is and always has been about navigating grief without closure. how do you heal when the person who hurt you is out of reach? how do you heal when that person will never say sorry?
today is wildly significant to me not only because my debut novel launches, but also because on this day two years ago, feb 6 2022, my whole life imploded. i lost a spouse and two sets of parents in one fell swoop when i refused to go back in the closet regarding my gender identity, and while i’d expected the road would be long and bumpy, it was a shock that so many were unwilling to walk it with me.
i never imagined starting over at 22, let alone while struggling with chronic illness and no savings. but i did it, and DEAD GIRLS was with me the whole way, for better or for worse. slowly, i got to rebuild a family who who have supported me through it all. i’m so grateful to all of you here on writeblr who have showed endless kindness and support—more than you’ll ever know.
i’ll get off this soapbox in a second, but a last word: the grief does get easier to walk with. to those who have been hurt by friendships that were supposed to protect you: there are people worth trusting around every corner. to my fellow queer kids orphaned by bigotry: i stand with you & beside you & that hurt might never go away, but it does fade with time.
be you. be free. live joyously🩷💛
oh, P.S. you can support my journey (and future books) and buy it here ;)
i will NEVER forget yesterday. what a day. thank you for all of the love!
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Devon’s the new girl running the Duck Pond game, who won’t talk to us. She doesn’t want us knowing she’s here, that she loves funnel cake and uses tampons. We think she’s sweet and wonder how she ended up at a funfair – something we never ask about ourselves. One by one, we help her out. Jeannette cleans off the slushy a child flung at her. Zara rubs her back whenever she pukes beer. Ro keeps telling her, don’t believe Avery from the Orbiter if he gushes about your starry eyes. We help because that’s what us girls do; we check each other’s payslips and hound at Jerry whenever it’s wrong; we guard bathroom stalls, share ibuprofen, check each other’s breasts for lumps.
i have a little 718 word flash piece about a gay girlhood between funfair workers in milk candy review!! a litmag that i love so much and is full of gorgeous flash/micro pieces, such an honor to be amongst them! i also did a 2 question interview about the piece which you can read here <3
We tell her about our childhood bedrooms: Ro who misses how moonlight sheened through her pink bed canopy even if it felt like sleeping in a fly trap, Jeanette who used to drink beer out of her dance trophies; Zara who carved blocky dinosaurs onto her vanity, Maxie who shared with her brother until one day they couldn’t and didn’t understand why. We tell her about the fathers who never looked at us or looked too much, the mothers who miss us or the idea of us girls, us dolly ribboned daughters
My story "Imitates Life" is out now in The Gateway Review! A quick logline: Sculptor whose creations come to life tries to make the perfect man. This goes just as awry as you can image.
You can purchase the issue it's in with the link above!