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[Chapters 1-5] [Chapters 6-9] 10 Grables. How are they? A bit like dogs. Like winter dogs, not birds. A kind of musketman trodding home that millionth mile. Like a dull knife. And an angry wife. You do not want them on your trail. 11 So I picked up a grable
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‘Sup, y’all. Substack has this new feature whereby you can conduct polls. So imma try it out, m’kay. Be honest. That’s what really matters in life. Here goes … Subscribe I could ask y’all quesh all day, but let’s start with that. Thx! Xoxo, T AIS
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Are you content with your content? Today I am. I’ve hit a sweet spot, an ephemeral oasis wherein I feel quite satisfied with the confluence of ambition, urgency, and productivity. It’s tempting to break the contentment by examining its content. But if I can learn something, that’s
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I can be a bit obsessive about understanding why I do the things I do. A certain amount of reflection and introspection is helpful, yeah, but it can spiral out of control. So maybe you can help me determine which this is. We’re born when, where, and to whom
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In the world of writers, you could say there is an entire other occupation of writers who write about writing and being a writer. Now there’s loads of that happening in fiction, too, but I’m referring here to nonfiction. Consider, if you will, the very thing you’re
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[Previously, on Monterey] Today’s episode is called: The Knock Ali’s heart sped up at the knock. She glanced in the mirror at her hair and glasses. Cute but not hot, she thought. A surge of downward energy spiraled in her chest. But the second knock sent that away,
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[Chapters 1-5] 6 Grem Ginny haunts the top floor. The lights tell you how. I don’t have an issue with Grem, and they repeat me, so that’s how it is. Grem’s place attracts a cloudy sort; they’re not well. Talks of pollution and mass harvest, rumors
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two The Hoawoshwogg cocks his hips by the train tracks. The station is empty. He hears the catcalls from the town, the jackals’ cry from the brush. Eyes are narrow from the sun. The engine gives steam to the sky, howling and hissing along to Salvation. Meanwhile, in Gamora, Jon
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This book is not new. It is a science-fiction/fantasy masterpiece that can be quite intimidating to approach. Why? It comes with some big asks. They include: * Despite being published as 4 separate novels, it is in fact one long work that is about 1,000 pages and … * It will
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You find a piece of paper, slipped under your door. It’s covered in writing, no margins, in a language you don’t know, but somehow your mind reads it: Hey, bae. Here I am. Again. I’m still stuck. Stuck in this labyrinth of my own making, of my
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When you are writing, what is it about? Is art your business or is business your art? Are you writing about anything that says something? About humanity? Can we write about anything else? Are you saying anything worth listening to, worth reading? What if everything is worthy? What then? What
