Not to be all like 'my chemical romance is one of the greatest bands of all time and the only reason they aren't lauded as such is due to a sickening cocktail of misogyny and homophobia' but like my chemical romance is one of the greatest bands of all time and the only reason th
Huge congratulations to our Pushcart Nominees for the year, from the STRANGER and THE GARDEN collections!
Wishing you all the best of luck, and we're proud and grateful to be trusted with your stories!
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POP-UP LAUNCH!
Join us for the launch of STRANGER, the 7th Sans. PRESS anthology!
We'll be joining @milsean_limerick for their Pride Market, and will be in Wickham Way from 10am to 3pm with a brand new collection of fresh & weird stories.
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Though it is almost exactly the same word count as the first, this one took me twice as long to write and to be honest like 30% of it was a slog. I'm going to do another full draft before it's ready to be read, but I like to manufacture a sense of accomplishment.
Popping in for my tri annual visit to catch up on the latest microdrama and let yโall know that I've finished the first draft of the second book in the as yet unnamed space opera trilogy, which marks my fourth full length work in 18 months!
I wrote about the Bo Burnham special and how it captures something true about the online condition: There is no universal experience other than the fact that youโre having a deeply consuming experience of information overload that feels universal. https://t.co/DsXdUa0pdV
Jacob Geller really recommended Friday Black on his most recent video, just when I thought his taste couldn't get any better. What a book to recommend to your viewers! Mr. Geller my beloved...
It's been a minute, but I wanted to let y'all know that while I've been waiting for some other stories to cool, I wrote a space opera! Genre fiction has been an unexpected but genuinely lovely pursuit this year, and I'm excited to do more with sci fi.
But MOST of all, it's about mushrooms, antagonizing the weird rich girl on your ship, the quintessential experience of being a useless lesbian, and the eternal quest for decent space weed.
The sister, who is very ill, has lived her entire life within a plasticine bubble and is also the absolute worst. It's about family and colonialism and cultural erasure, about touch and food as love and how we care for those we don't know how to talk to anymore.