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I've been around for a minute, but after getting some new followers and returning from semi-hiatus and seeing a lot of new Twitter escapees around, I thought I should reintroduce myself :)

My name is B. Pigeon (they/he) and I'm an indie author who mostly writes queer adult fantasy of various subgenres! I'm also part of the queer indie publishing collective, EHLS, with @fellamarsh. With the shortest summaries I can manage, my published works are:

Mirrored in Evergreen: a dreamy contemporary fantasy about a wizard cursed to be forgotten;

Worm in a Jar, a cute fantasy novella about a witch who accidentally summons a shadowy but harmless demon;

A Hollow Contract, a fantasy serial (on hiatus) following the students & employees of two wizards with ancient beef;

Poised in Either Eye, a lighthearted urban fantasy about dragons in human form trying to survive on Earth by doing crime;

Hierarchy of the Unseen, a fantasy following a demon hunter and a demon subverting their religious order and military (respectively) to team up & prevent the apocalypse

Those last two were cowritten with Fell A. Marsh to serialize on our Patreon, and HotU is still being serialized! My main current WIPs are Heirloom, a moody urban fantasy about trans people with psychic powers who hunt vampires and break curses, and untitled, a fantasy about an amnesiac vampire trying to uncover his past in a world he no longer recognizes.

I post a lot about my own projects and processes, and also about the whiteness of publishing and writing spaces; the highs and lows of self-pub; the books I'm reading (which tend toward the weird, gay, and speculative - add me on Storygraph, btw); and my hot takes.

He looks at his hands under his failing lamp, and he knows they've changed overnight. He can't see it, but he knows there's blood there, invisible, creeping into his skin and staining his flesh, his bones. A blink, and it's back, that vision of him kneeling to something greater than God, voice hoarse with screams, heart beating with the conviction that he's doing this for the greater good. For Them. But who are They? He's dreamt of them for nights and nights, but he's never seemed to remember their faces. They have to be important, somehow. He knows it, the same way he knows he'll be the death of Them.

TITLE : nerve / untitled metatexual comfort work

GENRE : modernist ya

STATUS : fifty words every other week for random unrelated scenes

POV : epistolary (blog posts, texts) / third person limited

TAGS : inevitability, grief, religion, friendship, 2000's aesthetic, many many melodramatic deaths, characters of colour, wlw disasters, lovecraftian abominations, southeast asian folklore, plagiarising classic lit, plagiarising stephen king, plagiarising homestuck

SYNOPSIS :

Four dreamers find friends from a story long gone. That story ended in tragedy, so isn't it inevitable that this one will fail too? But something has changed this time around—they remember. A flawed, blurry memory, but a memory still. And so they restart their tragedy, their memories their only weapon against their imminent endings. They tell themselves they'll win this time. They almost believe it.

CHARACTERS:

tg - 16 / muslim / malaysian / lesbian

cocky, Extra, thinks she's cool as all hell

is actually a nerd that quotes shakespeare to her crush

breaks her arm punching out a god

minhyung - 16 / christian / south korean / aro

cold, detached, apathetic

please get this boy some serotonin

has not heard the tragedy of darth plagueis the wise

changlian - 15 / taoist / chinese / bisexual

loud, callous, extroverted

super cute but also kind of a jerk

staunch believer in the supernatural. swears she saw a pontianak once.

tiffany - 15 / freethinker / french / lesbian

flirty, insecure, doormat

if nobody is validating her she bursts into flame

“He could taste and hear and smell what they were feeling. He barely had the chance to confront his own feelings before he was inundated with everyone else’s.”

Ok, it’s time to promote the worm book again. Do y’all wanna read a novella about an adorable trans icon of a shadow demon?? Worm in a Jar is a short & sweet story about a lesbian witch who accidentally summons a mischievous agender demon, and must find a way to send them back home!

“They were in bloom all around her. It was something she couldn’t explain, least of all understand.”

This is more of a teaser than an intro. Once I have my WIP page up I’ll have more in-depth intros.