This has to be at least my fourth time trying to make a writblr, hopefully this time it’ll stick. I’m Ari, a 24yo butch lesbian (she/her) who draws, bookbinds, and makes zines in addition to writing. I mainly write scifi but I’ve been known to put out the occasional bit of fantasy and even a poem or two. I’ve got two novels in the works right now and some vague ideas for more, plus a dozen ocs who don’t have a home. Hopefully in a few days I’ll get around to making proper intros for the novels.
Projects
Sunrise Over Venus: a sci-fi suspense novel.
Venus has a drug problem. A "psychotropic drugs are addictive and overprescribed" drug problem. A "Mars has a monopoly on all atristeine sales" drug problem. An "illegal Sunshine market has sunk its claws in from the hospitals to the street dealers" problem. Sunshine is easier and cheaper to acquire than legal atristeine, and the Martian cartel has made a killing by undercutting the legal market.
Dominic Vanark arrived on Venus with just a backpack and a dream. So did Perigee James, from the Belt. So did Sascha Hargrave, from a Martian satellite. Venus is a safehaven for immigrants like these, even the drug addicts and ex-cartel. The Venusian sunshine market is corrupt and life-ruining, and Dominic believes he's found just the group of allies to shake up the system.
Under Your Sky: a sci-fi romance novel.
New Vandenberg isn't anyone's first, second, or even third choice of a home; it's just somewhere people end up. For Slava, Earth itself was a last choice. Since he was a child, his mother spoke of raising her children planetside, and if Earth was the only place that would take a passport-less space wanderer, then this was where he would honor her last wish.
Earth has not been kind to him. Earth is cruel, New Vandenberg, California is cruel, but he paid for his one-way shuttle ticket and fully intends to live with the costs. Kelly Nehar, the complete stranger who took him in, isn't cruel. Kelly is kind and curious and dreams of leaving this miserable planet - and everyone on it - light-years behind. For now, though, they're stuck on the ground together.