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Teresa Van Santana
Writer. Rambler. Secretist. Nonbinary transfemme. They/them. https://www.patreon.com/tvs
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Alithea Arrives in Soma
Which is kina bad news.
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Secret Garden
This one is from day 7. We’re on day 27 now, just for context. So the how and why of it have changed some, but it is remains essentially the same chapter. We’re in bed at the Brubaker, in my room, listening to “Secret Garden” by The Boss.
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A Microfiction Universe within the Secret of Secrets
Based on dream #5
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Rockin’ Offa da Toppa Dis Apocalypse
Here’s a thing. It’s from the untitled tenth book, the one I often refer to as the tenth one. It’s kina like a white album sort of deal, that title-not-title thing—never mind. Anyway, this is the penultimate chapter in that book, reworked slightly for our story:
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Gay’s Hypothesis
About Seth
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Seth
Wendy’s final lover
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Thanksgiving, In the Library
My heels click against the marble floors and ring out loudly, yet the books lining every wall catch the sounds, record them, and there is no report. In this room, there is a long, wide table. Wood, or the appearance thereof. On the table, there is a folio case, open,
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The Jupiter Room
There is a room—a guest room, we can call it—named the Jupiter Room. I’m not sure exactly where it is, like in which building and on what floor. I believe it’s on the first floor, but I can’t prove it. A wall of windows makes
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Inhibition
Dream #4
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Openings
Openings stimulate curiosity and movement toward and into. I say this as I rub my eyes and yawn. Then, I stretch my arms overhead, giving you a full view of the hair there. I scratch my face and go on, saying, Passages continue the excitation—or not—until exhaustion, confusion,
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NaNoWriMo 2k22: Weekly Update #3
Let me open with an apology. Sorry for sending two emails in the same day—particularly for that one reader, whoever you are, that said one a week was plenty. I figure maybe getting two in one day might feel more like one if I send them close together. I