This is the beautifully structured antithesis to my vomit 😂

a cartoon character is standing next to a tree Alt: Tasmanian Devil chomping down a tree

Feral is as feral does 🤣

"I must only write longhand with a bespoke ink"
NOPE, I've written on the back of grocery receipts with a pencil

"My room is messy, cluttered space = cluttered mind" NOPE, sit in bed and write

"My draft has to be pristine"
NOPE, that's why it's titled "this is shit" so you can write shit

Repeat, until your brain quietens, and you can actually begin. The truth is, you've already begun. This process viciously de-ritualizes the act of writing, and dropkicks it from whatever pedestal you have it on. It cuts down every piece of chatter and backtalk your mind throws up at you.

Perform an anti-ritual. Pick up whatever writing instrument you prefer: a pen, pencil, computer, notebook. It does not matter. Title your piece "shit" or "this is shit." Vomit whatever comes to mind—self doubt screeds, a sudden passage of beauty, the word "fuck" in ALLCAPS repeated 1000 times.

It's the Armani Luminous Silk concealer, it's my holy grail. My backup is the NARS radiant creamy concealer, it's incredible too

Having just shelled out FORTY THREE WHOLE DOLLARS for my preferred concealer (that matches my skin tone) I'm happy I found this corner of Bluesky, because what, why

Not in the review was my favourite, Salt Slough by ML Krishnan. An academic case study on an unusual occurance (surely just a case of drunken negligence!) while the footnotes reveal glimpses of unsettling depths. Highly recommend to fans of Sarah Gailey, Julia Armfield, and maybe a lil T Kingfisher.

Oh my goodness, thank you! 🥹

yeah, no shit

Ichthyosis - PSYCHOPOMP.COM This is how it begins.

29 - Ichthyosis by ML Krishnan. bittersweet story of a girl with a curse and her two lovers. the relationship between the three women is lovely, and i really enjoyed the setting. psychopomp.com/fantasy/issu...

Going to go offline for a bit and stay away for a week or two to regain my sanity, or as the kids say, "touch some grass."

I have made a week-long plan to cut the urge to check socials, and if this works, I'll come back and share it with everyone. See you on the flip side, folks!

Fantasy Magazine, PodCastle, and Cast of Wonders: Review by Maria Haskins Fantasy Magazine 12/25 PodCastle 11/18/25 Cast of Wonders 11/18/25, 11/20/25 I begin this column with a review of Fan­tasy Magazine’s December issue and some sad news: After this issue, the magazin…

At Locus aka @locusmag.bsky.social !

Maria Haskins talks about:

“The Matriarchs” by Malena Salazar Maciá
“A Cup of Forgetting” by Eleanor Glewwe
Corey Farrenkopf’s “When You Hit The Poison Ivy Thicket, You’ve Gone Too Far”
“Ichthyosis” by M. L. Krishnan

...and more!

locusmag.com/review/fanta...

This is very interesting to me, as I have a distinct voice even while I mess with prose styling from story to story—short staccato sentences, unbroken paragraphs, casual banter, shifting structures. My prose depends on my characters and POV, but I wonder how it appears from the outside looking in.

Read this, read this carefully. Arley is doing incredible, important work here.

Yep, a whole bunch of literal backstabbing murders and the two boys in the tower! And so much delicious scheming. I loved the 1995 film adaptation too, with Ian McKellen

Shiv, what is this

I thought I had exorcised my timeline of Arnab's screeching, but it seems there is no escape 🥲

Always! I also love so many Macbeth adaptations...

Oh god oh god, I'm going to out myself as an insane Shakespeare nerd, but I live and breathe and die for his history plays, so my all time favorite is Richard III.

It also begins with the best opening line of all time,

"Now is the winter of our discontent"

I'm not sure if it's the coffee to blame, maybe you should drink more coffee, perhaps in latte form

Thank you for reading my Savage Garden bisexual disaster feels essay with all the feelings 😭💓

Bunch of unforgettable scenes in M. L. KRISHNAN’s piece, including a painful crush on the mustache-donning actress in THE MERCHANT OF VENICE. Plus, impossibly good costume descriptions: “fevered sci-fi pastiche with translucent tubing cocooned around her vest in a pale ribcage.”

Ahh, thank you Susanna! ❤️

@emelkrishnan.bsky.social ‘s beautiful essay about Savage Garden is much further back in the rankings than it deserves to be, when it so beautifully demonstrates that being 13 is universal. Also check out the interesting structure with the lineages paragraphs.

The “massive savage garden fan” to “disaster bi” pipeline is strong.

Finding my fellow Savage Garden fans today has been a singular joy! Thank you so much for reading 😭💓

3/4, 1st Round: (3) Counting Crows vs (14) Savage Garden — March Sadness 90s Edition

"The girl he sang about was somehow both me and the girl I loved, but I knew that there was no ticket for a world where we belong, because there was no we."

@emelkrishnan.bsky.social on Savage Garden, a CD I remember listening to for hours in my friend Kerrie's bedroom filled with bumblebees 🐝

Haha, thank you! I knew I was risking it all by picking an obscure song that most Americans aren't familiar with unless they happen to be Savage Garden superfans! But I had to write what was true to my feelings from back then ❤️

It's sort of amazing how we can have parallel experiences on opposite ends of the earth with Savage Garden as a bridge! Thank you so much for reading 😭💓

This line took me right back to middle school: "It was a strange sensation, being rejected by someone I didn’t like." I associate Savage Garden with so many crushes & so much confusion from that time that @emelkrishnan.bsky.social's essay feels like reading a different version of my own diary