May your coffee be strong and your commitment to honoring the humanity in one another stronger 🙏🏼
Posts by Jen Kinney
I get it – he’s going to be the president… But does he have to speak?
Hi
Thank you
Facts matter.
How do you know who the bots are?
How do you get this thing to work?
I have menus planned for days
May your coffee be strong and your commitment community stronger
We figured something big out with Bluesky!! 🦋
For those of you growing your following, keep reading!
We’ve gotten about 11k follow requests that we’ve been vetting non stop for about a week. We’re up to 8k followers which is the 16th highest follow back rate on the platform!!! (pathetic). 🧵
“People will die because of it” that part
trying to rebuild what I had on that other app. So happy to see so many familiar faces.
I keep telling you, they're going to lie about how many people they murder like they did during COVID.
So good to see you over here God!
I’d like the people who support an ahistorical white washing curriculum for students in the United States to explain to me how their attempts to prevent truth telling is any different than North Korean propagandizing of its people 🤔🤔🤔
It was never about morality. It was always a tool of supremacist ideology.
They are my weakness
This is what I’ve been feeling lately. 🙏🏼
May your coffee be strong and your commitment to our shared humanity stronger
Of course not.
These 12+ work days combined with early morning wake ups hours before I actually need to be awake: 1/10 do not recommend
I started being regularly published when I was 25. I didn't make my first dollar writing until I was 30. I didn't sell my first novel or screenplay until I was 35. Many of you hadn't even heard of anything I'd written until I was over 40.
You have time. There is no expiration date on writers.
May your coffee be strong and your commitment to joy as resistance stronger
Joy is Resistance. Community care is resistance.
May your coffee be strong and your commitment to one another stronger.
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I’m so happy to see you here!
A poem for my last day working at the writing center for the semester (by Joseph Fasano)