#substack writers

You’re not broken. You’re Fae. And we found you.

🌀 FAEWAVE is a mythpunk transmission station broadcasting weird fiction, cursed tech, and Fae nostalgia from beyond the veil.

💀Think dream-hacking. Time-lost changelings. VHS ghosts. Warped zines from alternate timelines.

If you’re one of the Lost, this is your signal. Don’t scroll. Don’t delay. Subscribe now and reclaim your story.

Office chairs, screen glare, lukewarm coffee. Glitches in the corner of his eye. The scent of honey and ash where no scent should be. Then something bloomed on the screen.

🕯️ Read the new Faewave story — “The Glamour Beneath the Commute” 🖤 fae exiles, crumbling timelines, and the long return to magic.

“Finding God at Coney Island” is now on Substack.

Read it here: https://asovereignwound.substack.com/p/finding-god-on-coney-island

Cities with slightly more posh reputations have attempted to ameliorate the situation somewhat.

Apparently London’s moneyed classes have not just been frequenting Bath for many centuries to partake of the waters but also, of late, to gaze upon the picturesque plantings in its otherwise abandoned phone booths.

This is very English.”

The latest from Kelsey Maurine Brickl, “Rule, Britannia... and For Heaven’s Sake, Pick a Lane on the Phone Booth,” is a comic cultural critique of floral nostalgia, municipal neglect, and the acrylic despair of the KX100.

Read it here: https://asovereignwound.substack.com/p/rule-britannia-and-for-heavens-sake