I write stories about women navigating the challenges of their mature years while facing outlandish situations.
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Posts by Esker Park
pond with a turtle facing the viewer
Big old turtle glaring at me from a nearby pond. Same to you buddy.
#turtle #springthaw
WINE FOR ROSES by Emily O'Malley Liu is out today! Get your copy in ebook or paperback at shirakipress.com/wfr
“A lushly written novella full of intriguing magic and love of all kinds.” —E. H. Lupton, author of the Wisconsin Gothic series. They say the stolen rose blooms best. When Ethan Keating Mendoza is hired as a gardener at an old Victorian residence in central Indiana, he has one clear mission: make the roses bloom. Ethan's life is roses--he's the son of a hedge witch and a partner in his father's rose growing business--but he has no magic himself. The Kilbride estate is wild and overgrown. The roses have not bloomed in decades, and Ethan fears he may be in over his head. Worse still is Louis, the peculiar trustee of the property, who lives under a bloodthirsty curse that ties him to the garden. But Louis gives Ethan a chance, and Ethan is determined to do right by the suffering roses. As Ethan and Louis grow closer, Ethan becomes increasingly desperate to save the man he loves from the garden's curse. But the garden isn't letting them go without a fight.
It's time to make the roses bloom.
WINE FOR ROSES by Emily O'Malley Liu is out today! Get your copy in ebook or paperback at shirakipress.com/wfr
#booksky #gardencore #fantasy #romance
That really sucks John. I'm sorry you have to deal with that much pain.
A McDonald’s where the sign has been reduced to McDo.
There is no McTry.
Happy Book Birthday! I'm looking forward to meeting you THIS THURSDAY at Print Bookstore in Portland, Maine!
Definitely an occasion worth commemorating.
#octopuslit
Unlike our eyes, which have three types of color receptors, Octopuses have only one. However, their pupils are like prisms that can break white light into the separate colors of the rainbow. So they can't see color OUR way, but they have their own. #octopus #writing
"All authors are using AI now"
Not true! A lot of us use a combination of chocolate and anxiety.
Graham Platner has an ad tying Maine hospitals closing to "Big Pharma." As a person who follows health policy closely, I have no clue why and how he thinks Big Pharma is related to hospitals closing. No one with health policy expertise would say that's the cause of hospital closures. 1/ #mepolitics
What does a cow name its favorite playlist?
Moooosic.
If you want to read some pain, here it is in all its pulpy messiness. Heartwrenching.
Blood Money: The Anthropic Settlement open.substack.com/pub/catvalen...
Want to see some gorgeous ceilings?
Thoughtful article on how to use Dr. Who to help your AuDHD self (or child)
www.theguardian.com/culture/2026...
I know this author and this story. Both mighty fine!
Yes! So glad to hear it!
Well done you!
stunning picture!
If you've got a kid reader in the family, check these out!
Just getting my pteranodon on in Raleigh
Yes!
Sword lesbians, chivalry, and mech suit jousting (oh my)
Check out my flash fiction in Small Wonders today!
Magazine cover of Plott Hound magazine showing a soldier owl in a blue robe and a satchel looking like they're in attack mode. Issue 4, Winter 2026
Today is publication day for my story, "How May I Serve You?" in Plott Hound!
plotthoundmag.com
Hello Writing Community! We are delighted to announce our Second Official Bluesky *** #MSWL Day *** February 26, 2026. 🎉🎉🎉
Agents + editors can post what they ✨wish✨ they had in their inboxes; writers can find their next best fit for querying.
Learn more: manuscriptwishlist.com/2025/01/the-...
Right? Don't let her get the credit for it.
Those words have infiltrated where they're not wanted. They are villains. Your job is to let them reveal themselves. Down the road their evil intentions will become evident and then you, in true Minneapolis fashion, will OUST them villainous words, and your own pure and gorgeous prose will prevail!
Ha! I took Rocks for Jocks, too! And Shocks for Jocks! And I wasn't even a Jock!
A classic case of cheesefoot.