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hi younger me/be are am is was ing

“be” verbs. The basic bane of writing. Some good writing advice: you should change “be” verbs, because of how weak they make your writing. (Seriously, use a word that means something more specific than “exists.”) Nowadays, I’ve apparently spent long enough revising stories and cleaning up “be” verbs in my writing, that every time aContinue reading “hi younger me/be are am is was ing”

S-si-siren

Hands up for anyone who would stray from the simplicity of ivory beaches and placid waves to chase a siren through the wild rains bewitched by her broken song. “I-I could take you to the s-s-secret deeps of th-the oc-ocean.” So you wanna go? No?

Literally, directions don’t do diddly

Ways autistic traits impact my daily life #6 A pretty common trait among autistic people is understanding phrases at literal, face value. For example: “laughing my head off” or “stick in the mud.” Autistic people also tend to follow directions super literally, so “could you put the clean towels away in the bathroom?” results inContinue reading “Literally, directions don’t do diddly”

A special April day nonsense poem

A honey bunny goes runny through the sunny. How funny–PIER PRESSURE>:( Don’t listen to the docks, dear French Pier, so named for your father Peter. Peter Rabbit got baked into a pie, or maybe that’s a different guy, so many rabbits and pie-bakers I’ve lost track of their fable-makers. A bunch of bunny honeys wentContinue reading “A special April day nonsense poem”

Today’s queer poem is brought to you by:

A party. Neon lights. A search for self-worth. Witches and dead things and the moon. I wrote this poem (or poetic short story?) about the struggle to exist in this world. “Here is for all the queer people, me, you, us. For our frustration and heartbreak, for the permission to exist that isn’t granted, butContinue reading “Today’s queer poem is brought to you by:”

When you look at this picture, what do you see?

Let’s have fun thinking about our own thoughts, shall we? When you see this image, what pops out to you first? I’ll explain my thought process when I first saw this image: the first thing I picked up on was a letter H. Then lots of letter H’s in rows, and a column. Then IContinue reading “When you look at this picture, what do you see?”

Under the skin

Today, in How I Revise a Story(TM), I felt inspired by filter words. Let’s learn about filter words, shall we? To start, here’s an…intentionally styled scene. *** She saw the shadow block out the sun. “Oh shoot,” she muttered, feeling her heart pound within her. Daisy heard the creature shriek, feeling the sonic boom toContinue reading “Under the skin”

This is your captain sleeping

Captain’s log, day four: attempts to sleep went poorly. Stupid sea sickness.

don’t you know, we can’t handle this?

Timestamp 4:45 is when this song gets real. Not that it wasn’t real before, that’s not what I mean. This whole song is real. But when it really gets real, it…you know what, wow, look at that super fancy lighting in the thumbnail, let’s just listen to the song, shall we? We’re in SPOILER territoryContinue reading “don’t you know, we can’t handle this?”

Embracing our awkwardness

SPOILER ALERT this scene happens in chapter 11 of Kree Annihilators. Fair warning if you haven’t read it. “Yeah. Of course.” He didn’t leave. “Soooo…unrelated, about what Squirrel Girl said in the park…” Victor’s eyebrows rose. A car blared down below. “What thing she said in the park?” “Uh, the friends thing.” Victor frowned. “WhereContinue reading “Embracing our awkwardness”