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One of my friends commented earlier that reaching out when one needs help is complicated by feeling that others have too many problems of their own.

So, I've decided to leverage my situation.

I'm doing well. Do any of you need to talk?

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Pondering gaps in .

If you wanted an entertaining read about a future that differed from this world in one aspect, what are you having difficulty finding?

A different attitude to race? A new default on gender/sex? A specific political structure?

Not saying I'll know how to write it well, but I'd like to push my boundaries in a way that produces greater social good if I can.

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"[I'm] trying to pull off a track that’ll result in everyone getting exactly the kind of world they want.

"Everyone including the enemy."

This was much more mellow than I anticipated from Disturbed, but exquisitely moving.

Disturbed, "Hold on to Memories":

"Don't move!" snapped the wizard.

The rogue stopped, rather more obediently than one would expect, cautiously frozen in place, "Why?"

"Do you want to go hurtling through pan-dimensional walls which would shatter your body, mind and soul, infinitely, leaving you both alive yet dead?"

"I wish to remain unhurtled, please."

The wizard gingerly lifted the prism from their nimble fingers and placed it back upon its pedestal with a tired sigh.

#TootFic #MicroFiction #Writing #TerylsTales #Fantasy

Harlem Smoke by James Champagne

"Champagne blends psychogeography and philosophy with pop culture and torture-porn to create a post-modern collage of Lovecraftian dissonance."

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Patriarchy isn't just when it's overt.

It's when a guy does something that makes others uncomfortable because they think it's funny.

And no one says anything. No guys in charge say *anything*

Allowing the *joke* to still be funny to the guy tormenting everyone else.

Causing everyone who was protesting to now be people "who just don't get jokes" instead of victims of someone being an ass.

Perpetuating the idea that those NOT funny *jokes* are okay and wanted.

Fuck the patriarchy.

Walls stood before storms
Brutal invasions have ceased
The toddler has left

The Year was going to be... trying.

I clutched my Ultra Coffee; quad espresso, a dash of sugar for additional morale... I sipped fervently, wishing it could grant me extra spoons. No, maybe several spades. No, how about a whole snow-shovel? That might be approaching enough mental and emotional energy for...

A centaur galloped out of the Arrivals terminal, almost trampling me.

"Cousin! We're going to be best room-mates!"


#TootFic #MicroFiction #Writing #TerylsTales #UrbanFantasy

Emma and the Weeping Spirit by Matthew S. Cox

“Cox reframes the classic haunted house trope for middle grade readers without sacrificing the complexities and uncertainties of spectral visitations.”

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a friendly reminder that we did find love in a hopeless place, weirdly enough

A subtle debauchery
Surrounds the candle
A basic utility
Staves off the darkness
Pleasure and purpose
Unite in

This is hilarious!

RT :birdsite: @joshmcconell

The pizza joint I went to framed a hole in the wall in the men’s washroom and called it “Fragile Masculinity”

We spent hours navigating the tall shelves of wool and yarn, finding several deadends before we finally arrived at The Witch's Door.

"I'm sorry" my fiance apologized, "It's been a while since I visited."

"It's fine, I just hope your Nan likes me."

"She'll love you as long as we never mention you come from a family of witch-hunters."

"I'm joining a better family!"

My fiance chuckled," Ah... and remember; don't mention her skein problem."

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As you scavenge in the derelict streets of what was once a thriving metropolis, you note a sudden silence from your best friend and traveling companion.

"Do you hear that?" he asks as you look over to him.

You stop and listen. Yes, you hear it. Faint, muffled, distant. Perhaps music?

"It sounds like... Mambo No. 5..." The color slowly drains from his face. "We should keep moving."

In the distance, faintly, you make out a lyrical cry, "the trumpets!" You nod and set off with renewed urgency.

I swear i didn't arrange this on purpose. They line up to stare at me when they're hungry

Janna of Castle Ambrose by Jordan Elizabeth

"Elizabeth riffs on the classic image of the monster in the lake to create an accessible fantasy tale about the difference between the clarity of stories and the reality of life."

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