
@meg-taylor
.fantasy mystery author. shadow that roams the plains.
I found this passage to be too realistic: “people are talking about apocalypse and the last judgment, because they do not know that there will be neither apocalypse nor last judgment...such things would serve no purpose since the world will quite happily fall apart by itself and go to wrack and ruin so that everything may begin again.” (from László Krasznahorkai’s The Melancholy of Resistance)
Well, it's mostly official. Ossuary No. 13 is going to be a thing. It's a print-only horror zine, and the first issue will come out September 22. We officially start accepting submissions on June 22, but there's a soft open with an early call for subs if you're interested.
Anyway, didn’t take me that long to think about it lol www.wrizzit.com/post/every-death-brings-…
Does anyone here post poems about grief? It feels so vulnerable and I go back and forth about wanting to publish my own on here.
On the grief.
Does anyone here post poems about grief? It feels so vulnerable and I go back and forth about wanting to publish my own on here.
Excerpt from my novel in progress
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In today's creator industry, the problem isn’t performative; it’s invisibility.
I am excited to see what happens with these (experimental) interactive stories! That seems like a really fun option for reader-writer engagement and reminds me of those quiz style stories from the internet ten+ years ago.
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Reading content like wakes me up faster than coffee in the morning "Narcissus is the Greek tragedy of the man so in love with himself he drowned in a pond chasing his own reflection. What a fucking amateur."
Hotness is a circle
Zerenner"The house that raised me taught me a valuable life lesson: that without nurture, without care, without touch-ups, things fall apart quickly, they decay into something you don’t recognize, until the memories are the only parts still existing."
Brand Ambassadors, Inaugural Anthology, and a Wrizzit Exclusive Flash Fiction Contest

SUBMISSIONS FOR NIGHTINGALE'S FLASH FICTION AND POETRY CONTEST ARE OFFICIALLY OPEN YOU BEAUTIFUL WEIRDOS. SHARE THE LOVE, SHARE THE DIGEST. SHOW YOUR LOVED ONES HOW MUCH YOU CARE BY HOLDING A GUN TO THEIR HEAD AND FORCING THEM TO SUBMIT SOMETHING. GO ABOVE AND BEYOND, AND PURCHASE FEEDBACK ON THEIR SUBMISSION. BE THE CHANGE YOU WANT TO SEE or whatever the kids are saying these days. Can you guys tell I'm excited? www.wrizzit.com/digest/cmn36jxap000504jv…
"That is, I think, what writers do when they have held their tongues too long. They build a room. They put someone else inside it. They make that person say, out loud, the thing that got stuck somewhere between the throat and the air seventeen years old"
The Words I Kept