*Sadly deletes "In the words of Macho Man Randy Savage, 'I have soared with the eagles and slithered with the snakes'" out of book proposal*

Paul Tremblay's 'Horror Movie' is a treatise against method acting, I've decided now

Dave Walsh 2025 award eligibility. Short fiction. Champ - Feb. 2025, Typebar Magazine Issue 5 Look for the Helpers - July 2025, Phano issue 7. Novel Iconoclast; or, the Death and Resurrection of Lazarus Keaton. May 2025, Powerbomb Press.

I've never done an eligibility post before.

Be gentle. Share and share alike.

Any consideration when it comes time for awards is greatly appreciated.

*happily adds it back in*

*Sadly deletes "In the words of Macho Man Randy Savage, 'I have soared with the eagles and slithered with the snakes'" out of book proposal*

Love may be blind, but duct tape is silver

Pieces You’ll Never Get Back

Anyway, ‘Pieces You’ll Never Get Back: A Memoir of Unlikely Survival’ is out today and I recommend it.

books.catapult.co/books/pieces...

Ali’s memoir captures this very well. Language and linguistics plays a large role in how memory is interpreted within the prefrontal cortex. Ali weaves together her experience reconstructing her mind post-birthing event while interrogating how the language of Islam shaped it.

One of the difficult things about describing my time in the hospital, post-coma, is that I don't have memories at all of the first few weeks and the ones that come later aren't entirely concrete. The memories I do have are fluid and dream-like except for a few instances of stark lucidity.

Ali’s circumstances differ from mine significantly—she suffered from preeclampsia that came to a head while she was giving birth. While in labor, she experienced multiple heart attacks, a series of strokes, full organ failure, entered a 5-day coma, and acquired a brain injury.

Pieces You’ll Never Get Back

Roughly 10 years ago I fell about 25 feet out of a tree, ended up in a 10-day coma, didn’t die, and have permanent brain damage.

Enter: ‘Pieces You’ll Never Get Back: A Memoir of Unlikely Survival’ by @samina-ali.bsky.social published by @catapultbooks.bsky.social

Every time I feel sad, I remember the person I'm seeing has the same blood type as me. That's gonna be useful.

Cool, calm, collected? No.

Hot. Bothered. Disbursed.

Mulder Rising, Scully Moon, Cigarette Smoking Man Sun

Don't feel bad if you don't have a president for President's Day. A lot of people didn't have a valentine for Valentine's Day.

And no one had solid ground for hog day

Don't feel bad if you don't have a president for President's Day. A lot of people didn't have a valentine for Valentine's Day.

.....let me tell you....this was the wrong task to pick up as a severely brain damaged person with poor fine motor skills. 😅

I'm going to confess something: I never learned how to type properly and do an interesting spider crawl flurry across the keyboard. I can do this very quickly, without looking, but it is not correct.

Over the past few days, I've decided to attempt teaching myself the proper way to type......

Ooh, this is me. Gonna pitch.

Every time I feel sad, I remember the person I'm seeing has the same blood type as me. That's gonna be useful.

Ah, yes. An ongoing occurrence.

@brookeknisley - I don't know when when I'm gonna die, so I have a midlife crisis every every year to play it safe

@brookeknisley.bsky.social

Mulder Rising, Scully Moon, Cigarette Smoking Man Sun

It's obviously a Bruce Wayne/bat situation

Just found a 2010 interview with him in The Guardian that leads me to believe he might also fear it, so

Peter Gabriel choosing to release a new song off of his album on every full moon throughout the year is 100% witch shit

Do all pugs have Graves' disease?

"Fuck it, we ball," I whisper as I slip into bed at 6:54 p.m. on NYE

When the flight attendant comes around to collect trash, I lock eyes to make sure she sees me put my free-cookie wrapper in the bag. I am helpful. I can be trusted in the sky.