When I say "due to unforeseen circumstances", this is what I mean

Now's a good time to bring back this clip of JRR Tolkien himself writing in elvish. I love the part where he says "oh god I've made a mistake haven't I?" Like idk man why are you asking me, you should know

Micro-fiction time: It was Choosing Day in Hallstrom. Once a year, every year, a new tide of books came flying in over the border and, whizzing playfully through the air at all sorts of speeds, sorted themselves out by assigning themselves to what they believed was the Right

Status update, Shō No. 6: We’ve accepted 35 poems from 23 poets. For context, our last two issues each featured 47 poets—we’re looking for more strong work! RTs appreciated 🤍

Waking from a nap ― Everywhere I look, Mountains." Santoka (image: Hasui Kawase)

May September be kind to you.

Just saw in a Daniel Greene interview that Sanderson has 50 Beta Readers, 10 Alpha Readers, 1 US Editor and 1 UK Editor. I’ve got a post-it note that says 'You got this!'

Bring back good architecture and walkable towns. Beauty matters

London bar

Posted a long, unpolished but satisfying poem to the blog. About depression, and joy. One of the most vulnerable I've ever written. Excerpt below, read the rest at the link in the comment or link in bio!

whatever returns from oblivion / returns to find a voice. —Louise Glück, The Wild Iris

“Joy multiplies when it is shared among friends, but grief diminishes with every division. That is life.” From Exile by R.A. Salvatore

Never come for someone's CHICKENS

Around 2030 to 2035 we'll be able to start publishing satires on the 2020s and they will be among some of the greatest. We can't write them now because right now we are the Lilliputians or the people of Blefuscu.

James Merrill

Honestly inspiring