We lose a job. We lose friends. A loved one dies. A marriage ends. Something perfect turns out not to be. Something meant to stand forever, crumbles apart and falls. Everything that flickers eventually fades. Every expression of fixity yields to alteration and sway.
Between the experience and the recognition, the remembering lasts longer than the event.
Good morning #horrorfam it is my first post Twitter book launch and I could use your help to spread the word.
THE QUIET WAYS I DESTROY YOU by Jessica McHugh
This massive collection of cosmic horror blackout poetry contains 155 pieces of poetry and art.
The book is amazing. But you don’t have to believe me. See what Stephanie Wytovich, Lee Murray, Hailey Piper and the grandmaster herself, Linda Addison has to say about it.
Testing this method on posting to Kbin from Mastodon shows that the post will appear in the Microblog section when you:
@[community name]@kbin.social
Hashtag additions to magazines/communities on kbin are inconsistently publishing at the moment, so if you want to make sure your post gets published, use this method.
For those wishing to publish on the 13th Floor Microblog, include the following in your mastodon / pixelfed / tweet style post:
Writing is a performance art, a kind of sleight of hand. We take something simple, something ordinary, something as common as words, and we turn it into something else. Something feathered. Something with wings. A dove. A white rabbit from out of now that leads to deeper into mystery. A invitation to wonder, that asks you to come along, to perform the trick yourself, again and again and again...
Growing up, someone was always telling her that she wouldn’t be able to make a living by #writing, regardless of which kind of writing she did. “I said, ‘OK, but what if I do them all?’”
Fancy joining us for the last stream of #BOOKWEEK, where we've been celebrating the channel's anniversary? This promises to be a pretty informal one, as Lucy and Sam go live to chat, and read some poems and plays/sketches. Grab yourself a hot drink and a snack, and we'll see you over at https://www.twitch.tv/chilliteracy @bookstodon
"We arrive in this world with birthright gifts," Parker Palmer says, and "then we spend the first half of our lives abandoning them or letting others disabuse us of them." Sometimes the second half isn’t much better. We’re told we’re not enough and we start to believe it. Parts of ourselves put up for auction. Pennies per the pound. Sweat equity bottled like snake oil and sold by the ounce.