I once adopted a baby cockatiel named Kyoko. She was quiet and gentle, content to snuggle at my boob.
One morning only a few days after we brought her home, I found her lying on the bottom of her
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I didn’t even want to be friends with her
People don’t fit into boxes. They’re too beautifully complex, filled with every colour we can and can’t see.
If you invite me to something that begins after 6pm, 99% of the time, I will decline. I’m an old lady at heart who can’t function after suppertime.
Happy Easter Sunday Stack. My current reads:
* To Kill a Mockingbird
* How to Read a Book (still not done)
Plus a handmade bookmark my son made for
Ever since my 7-year-old found out I was an author,
he’s been telling everyone about it. When I picked him up from tutoring, his teacher said, “He said you
Ai Jiang said she sent about 1500 submissions when she first started, and received almost as many rejections. Today, she’s a Bram Stoker, Nebula, and Locus, Hugo-nominated award-winning author. Never give up.
Even though I didn’t want to for so much of my life… I’m glad I stayed alive for this.
Remember the words you needed to hear when you were young? Write those.
I spent most of my life allowing people to walk all over me.
Now, those same people say I’ve become selfish.
They say I’m quick to burn bridges.
What they don’
A lot of people misunderstand why writers need to make money.
I don’t want to make money with my writing just to have more money.
I want to make money
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The Value of Life: Abortion, Adoption, and Agency
Our struggle seems to manifest in different ways: in our attempts to systematize complex moral decisions, our shifting language, our efforts to protect both individual agency and collective responsibility.
Sometimes I miss who I was before grief changed me.
But now I am someone who:
* doesn’t waste time
* has the courage to self-advocate
* opens herself up to receiving
A message from a new patron:
Hello, thank you for inviting me to be part of this. It really helps me a lot and I didn&
Currently reorganising my entire library.
I’ve taken all my books off the shelves and stored them in the guest room for now.
Husband took
No one knew I was suicidal.
Now it’s officially part of my library hehe.
As a more recent Talebones reader, I haven’t read any of these stories before, but I did read Sayblood’
I just got tickets for the San Diego Writers Festival. WHO EVEN AM I??!
Today is the first day of Lent.
Instead of focusing on the celebration at the end, though, I want to share something someone older and wiser than