crying at nothing but colours

hello and welcome to my blog! i try to post mostly about my own writing in here but other fascinations often seep through the cracks. i love herbal teas, pitted fruits, post-apocalypses, fairytales, strangeness, lonely women and girls, florals, unpalatable victims, florid prose, long books, unbalanced and un-parsable power dynamics, heart emojis, magic with great and terrible consequences, & poetry. many of these things show up in my fiction and life so if you are drawn to them as well feel free to hang about.

currently writing: the Magicians Hour (high fantasy amalgamation about the orientation of the lives of a disparate group of people in the aftermath of a civil war around a magical object that serves as the entrance to a mysterious labyrinth), & Salt Birds (low-fantasy novella about dreams, isolation, and the epic highs and lows of having someone else in your house)

lay me down chapter 13 & 14 back to back all-timers i think they are both exceptional character studies and also work very well paired together. one of the few beautiful times something i’ve written has turned out onpage basically exactly as it was in my head which i always treasure

a letter from sybil!!!! epistolary short story whose simple concept i think i managed to elevate through dynamic use of language & really intense emotions. its out on submission to two litmags right now and i am optimistic about its chances!