“When The Moon Hits Your Eye” by @scalzi.com if anyone is curious

Turns out falling asleep to an audiobook about the moon turning into cheese is much better for my brain than these past few months of bedtime Anna Karenina

It’s been ages since I’ve made my inkjet squirt and honestly that’s on me.

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God Help This Junior Sales Associate Who Just Needs Her Coworkers’ Tee Shirt Sizes by COB Friday | Robot Butt The associate in charge of getting shirt sizes for her company's kickball team faces the turmoil of emailing all your coworkers about anything.

New writing out today in @robotbutt.bsky.social on a very important topic: www.robotbutt.com/2025/07/28/g... #writersky

“Anyway, let me get back to my yearning.” Happy Pride!

From “Chlorine,” by Jade Song

Woman, 33, bemoans yet another delay in writing of personal essay “How I Found Joy As An Adult”

Trust forever broken.

I swear the “tell us why you’re unsubscribing” options (I’m too poor; I’m too stupid to use this product correctly; jk I didn’t mean to) were written by a middle school girl who grew up to be this person.

And If This Is(n’t) the End of the World? Why We Dread—and Desire—Apocalypse When the end of the world arrived in 1349, flagellants took to the streets to hasten it along. Whipping themselves in shirtless processions, they preached that the Black Death, which was tearing ap…

Alex Foster considers what draws us to doomsday fantasies (and why we should resist our apocalyptic urges).

#writingcommunity

Microfiction out today in “101 Words.” This is my first published piece in over a decade, y’all. I don’t think I’ll ever truly get over the feeling of being a fraud when it comes to writing, but it’s nice every now and then to see some of my words on a page. #writersky #microfiction #101words

#romantasy fans…tell me I’m wrong.

This is on sale at Michael’s. Whoever figured out that the customer bases for “cozy craft supplies” and “unspeakably filthy monster sex” overlap 100% is a marketing genius.

“Having a Great Time Being Transgender in America Lately”: a dire and defiant poem by @jackiesabbagh.bsky.social
#stoptranshate

Would love to know what the original read was! Looking for more resources on queer, non-natal family.

Trying to cancel the Apple TV subscription I got to watch Severance is harder than escaping the severed floor at Lumen. Jfc

God, this is real.

All quotes from “Haunting Olivia”

“I see a plesiosaur…each of its ghost flippers pinwheels colored light.”

“I see a churning clump of ghost children. They are drifting straight for me, all kelped together, an eyeless panic of legs and feet and hair.”

Karen Russell’s verbs 🤌

“He takes my elbow and gentles me down the planks with such tenderness that I am suddenly very afraid.”

#prose #writersky

Safiya Elhillo’s “Ode to Gossips”
My mind snagged (in the best way) on “plumes of smoke for husbands” #poetry

Nondescript Sedan Earl

I was going to pick some favorite lines of prose from ZZ Packer’s “Drinking Coffee Elsewhere” but my favorite lines are actually the whole thing. #writersky #prose

And the same girl, many years later, in her 50s: "Jane confessed that she had always felt as if she were on the wrong side of a barrier, cutting her off from the real life she was meant to be living."

"An Abduction" by Tessa Hadley offers this apt description of a 15-year-old girl: "Jane was listless, her mind a blank with vivid little jets of dissatisfaction firing off in it."

#writersky #prose

And: "After she hangs up she paces the floor. She's crackling inside, like hot fat under the broiler."
#writersky #prose

Another brutal metaphor:
"She had to contend with the company board of directors, who were all men, who were all accountants or indistinguishable from them, who were cautious and slow as moles."

From "Kat" by Margaret Atwood #writersky

She had lived rooted in this one place and life with this one man like the black sally in the one hedge, as pliant as it is knobbed and gnarled, keeping close to the ground as it invades the darker corners of the meadows.

A brutal metaphor in the short story “Sierra Leone” by John McGahern

[Pritchett] avoided endings of stories that were too pat, where there was a detail that made you go, oh that’s what it’s all about! He liked to leave you in a mood where you finish the story yourself.

Paul Theroux on V.S. Pritchett