Those pushing AI written work fundamentally misunderstand the value and point of writing.
Writing can’t “optimize” for word patterns or “token frequency”—writing is about experimentation, externalizing inward experience, and making connections, writer-to-reader.
Happy Weed Number Day!!!
Remember Alex Mack? The show where the hero can turn into a metallic puddle? We really would watch anything
I’m fucking done paying for submissions!
Yeh
Funny af
Read this thing I wrote
I’m 11 days behind for national poetry writing month. Think I can catch up?
National endowment for the farts
I hate bluesky the least of all the platforms
Feels good to be followed by the Dorito-dusted heroes at TBQ. It’s basically all I wanted out of life
This slaps
Ever go on submittable to submit to a journal that appears to be free, but the cheapest tip jar option is $6? I’m not saying it’s a scam but it feels scammish
A three ring binder set to the title page which reads strangers die every day by Marty Shambles
Defrosting the manuscript…
Thanks!
I printed out a copy of my play, 3 hole punched it, put it in a binder and then put the binder in the freezer a la Didion
Poem "I'll Never Get a Surprise Party" by Writer-in-Residence Marty Shambles @martyshambles.bsky.social
“…she’s so wicked / with sauce i tell / everyone we know that / she’s melting now and / everyone has already / forgotten her. everyone.”
www.bloodhoneylit.com/marty-shambl...
I'm so glad these betting apps weren't available when I was younger and thought I knew everything
SHINE poetry did a spotlight feature of my work, which was very nice of them.
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Poem "Ambrosia Salad" by Marty Shambles (Writer-in-Residence) @martyshambles.bsky.social
“virginia slims lit, the / smoke trailed up to the /ceiling and made an /omnipresent cloud of / disavowal.…”
www.bloodhoneylit.com/marty-shambl...
Never forget the glee with which they talked about firing you
The problem with spicy wings Is spicy poops
I know that Bill Maher was told by people that he is the modern Mark Twain but the truth is, many people have said that I’m the modern Mark Twain. They call me “Big Dick Mark Twain”
Chat-gpt, what’s something that Obama would say?
Killer opening line
for sale: pogs, never slammed
Poem "A Decadent Squalor" by Marty Shambles
@martyshambles.bsky.social
“when they fell asleep i / got locks of their hair / and smoked them like it / was something good. i / let the nihilism of the / hair take over. i got / hooked and smoked myself / bald“
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Everybody post you midlife L’s. Mine is feeling like I’m going to die every time I light a cigarette
Arthur Miller had the first two lines of death of a salesman and couldn’t continue until he built a studio to write in. The first night in the studio he wrote the whole first act.
How many plays remain unwritten because nobody can afford a studio?
Sad that it is not cool to call guys slick anymore.