Em writing queer urban fantasy

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🌺 ꧁༺ ɛ ʍ ʀ ʏ ֆ ༻꧂ 🌺

pointing at the 🌓; containing contradictions; dancing on fault lines; always loosely speaking;

co-writing tales of queer survival and modern sorcery at https://readformandvoid.com

[AVATAR: A very pale white person (me!) with a short dark-brown wolf cut wearing a black t-shirt and looking into the camera.]

[HEADER IMAGE: A vaguely floral stained-glass-like abstract design (also me? 🤔), not-quite-symmetrical and maybe reminiscent of a mandala or kaleidoscope view.]

Fictionhttps://readformandvoid.com
Microblog Althttps://writeout.ink/@emrys
PronounsThey/Them

#Mastodon user question... I have two accounts on here but haven't really ended up using them for separate things. I'm thinking maybe I should just combine them. If I redirect one to the other, will the account I redirect to keep all its existing posts, follows and followers, while also gaining the follows and followers from the account I redirect from? (I understand I'll lose my posts from the account I redirect from.)

Thanks in advance to anyone who can help!

"I'm not supposed to waste time(/money*)" is programming I'm still clawing up at the root. Time is a projection, idleness isn't a sin, stillness is both restorative and generative, change always unfolds at its own pace.

*This is so tied in to the "time is money" paradigm, and the notion that we win at life by maximizing anything we can find a way to atomize and count

This is also connected, for me, to the belief that I should maximize every potential I have to its furthest possible extent, as if there's an obligation that comes with every opportunity. But opportunities are meant to be explored and enjoyed, not made into burdens

buckle up, friendlies, it's story time. this one's for @viv & will probably be a meandering long one:

So. My parents moved to a secluded village-town/hill station in South India around the time my brother & I moved out. And like other hilly regions in that state, there are vast coffee plantations all over. Their place, in fact, is part of a coffee estate/ horticultural zone/ quiet residential area.

A couple of friends & I went down there last year for a small getaway. (contd.)

Good morning/afternoon/evening/timezone!

Today's #microPrompt: LATE

Reply with:

+ A story that contains the prompt word (derivations and tense changes ok), or
+ An excerpt from your current WIP that contains the prompt word.

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Prompt 13: Something that was hidden/concealed is now found or out in the open. Could be an object, a secret, a myth, a prophecy, even a person – whatever fits your story.

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Psst Chapter 21 is up... gonna do the whole official announcement thingie later today: https://readformandvoid.com/the-nullweaver-cycle/those-who-create-and-destroy/chapter-twenty-one/

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Chapter Twenty-One

FORM AND VOID

Every character I write is surviving the best way they know how, and that includes the scary ones.

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(From Chapter 21 of #ThoseWhoCreateAndDestroy. A violent ritual left a strange void in Max's chest. With Jules at work in the alchemy lab seeking a cure, Rory does his best to hold himself together for Max while, as the void grows, she seems to slip further and further away.)

She was quiet a moment. Then, “I bet you think sometimes how great it would be if you could walk out of here and forget I ever existed.”

Rory sat up. “Max. What the fuck?”

“How you’d actually have a life outside this room if it wasn’t for me.”

“I never said anything like that.”

“You didn’t have to.”

Rory ground his teeth. “Fine. You wanna get real? The only problem I have with you is how you won’t quit saying stuff like that—about how I’m not into you anymore, and how I don’t want you, and how I’m probably gonna leave you someday. I fucking hate it, okay? It makes me feel like nothing I do for you even matters.”

“It doesn’t.” Max’s lips curved in a hollow smile. “No matter what you put into it, a void is empty. It knows—it feels—it is—nothing.”

(Technically this chapter's not due out till tomorrow, but it was already ready to go, so here's the unlisted link: https://readformandvoid.com/the-nullweaver-cycle/those-who-create-and-destroy/chapter-twenty-one/ )

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Chapter Twenty-One

FORM AND VOID
healing is such a strange and messy process, i can't understand why anyone would ever dare to be prescriptive about it (but saying this as someone who's done exactly that in the past 😅​)