Erica Marks
@ericamarks.bsky.social
I like tea, good fantasy books, MtG, DnD, Trek>Wars (I stand by this!) writing, childish humor, coding, music, beta reading (LOVE this!) and wandering aimlessly around my house because I forgot what I was doing-oh and chocolate cake!
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Erica Marks
@ericamarks.bsky.social
· Jul 5
In one month, my first book will be out
I can’t begin to express how proud I am. Stories have always been part of my DNA—I’ve been reading and writing for as long as I can remember. And now, to see something I’ve poured my heart into become real?
A dream!
(Co-writer: @andiewington.bsky.social)
I can’t begin to express how proud I am. Stories have always been part of my DNA—I’ve been reading and writing for as long as I can remember. And now, to see something I’ve poured my heart into become real?
A dream!
(Co-writer: @andiewington.bsky.social)
If you zoom in… that’s my daughter’s CLASSROOM hamster peeking out after tearing up my bathroom trim. Midnight. Saturday. Me, whisper‑yelling with peanut butter.
January 25, 2026 at 6:19 AM
If you zoom in… that’s my daughter’s CLASSROOM hamster peeking out after tearing up my bathroom trim. Midnight. Saturday. Me, whisper‑yelling with peanut butter.
It’s finally Friday, which means I spent my morning delivering a forgotten hoodie, negotiating with a child who thinks 20° is ‘perfect biking weather,’ ignoring a mountain of homework, and reassuring my cats that yes, I do still love them. AND San Antonio is about to freeze solid and honestly? Same.
January 23, 2026 at 6:20 PM
It’s finally Friday, which means I spent my morning delivering a forgotten hoodie, negotiating with a child who thinks 20° is ‘perfect biking weather,’ ignoring a mountain of homework, and reassuring my cats that yes, I do still love them. AND San Antonio is about to freeze solid and honestly? Same.
In April ‘25, my 5yo had his 3rd open-heart surgery. I told him he could have anything he wanted. He said: a cat!
We searched for months. Then we found Pickles: a kitten with scarred eyes from an old infection. My son saw him and said, “He’s like me!”
2 brave hearts, 2 scars, and a perfect match.
We searched for months. Then we found Pickles: a kitten with scarred eyes from an old infection. My son saw him and said, “He’s like me!”
2 brave hearts, 2 scars, and a perfect match.
January 22, 2026 at 11:46 PM
In April ‘25, my 5yo had his 3rd open-heart surgery. I told him he could have anything he wanted. He said: a cat!
We searched for months. Then we found Pickles: a kitten with scarred eyes from an old infection. My son saw him and said, “He’s like me!”
2 brave hearts, 2 scars, and a perfect match.
We searched for months. Then we found Pickles: a kitten with scarred eyes from an old infection. My son saw him and said, “He’s like me!”
2 brave hearts, 2 scars, and a perfect match.
My 13‑year‑old has officially reached 1 Mom in height, which, per my 2026 measurement system, translates to approximately 5.3 cats tall.
I’m not saying I’m alarmed, but if he grows another half‑cat, I’m going to need a step stool just to maintain parental authority.
I’m not saying I’m alarmed, but if he grows another half‑cat, I’m going to need a step stool just to maintain parental authority.
January 22, 2026 at 4:46 AM
My 13‑year‑old has officially reached 1 Mom in height, which, per my 2026 measurement system, translates to approximately 5.3 cats tall.
I’m not saying I’m alarmed, but if he grows another half‑cat, I’m going to need a step stool just to maintain parental authority.
I’m not saying I’m alarmed, but if he grows another half‑cat, I’m going to need a step stool just to maintain parental authority.
Studying calculus has officially reached the stage where if anyone investigated my room right now, they’d assume I’m plotting something unhinged. It’s just notebooks, half‑erased equations, and the distant sound of my sanity leaving.
January 21, 2026 at 1:11 AM
Studying calculus has officially reached the stage where if anyone investigated my room right now, they’d assume I’m plotting something unhinged. It’s just notebooks, half‑erased equations, and the distant sound of my sanity leaving.
Just had a job interview and… it was AI. I’m still sitting here blinking at the wall trying to process what just happened.
January 20, 2026 at 4:37 AM
Just had a job interview and… it was AI. I’m still sitting here blinking at the wall trying to process what just happened.
I finally threw away all the mismatched socks that have been haunting my laundry basket since the Obama administration. If their partners ever come back, that’s between them and the universe.
(Somewhere, a dryer portal just screamed.)
(Somewhere, a dryer portal just screamed.)
January 19, 2026 at 6:31 PM
I finally threw away all the mismatched socks that have been haunting my laundry basket since the Obama administration. If their partners ever come back, that’s between them and the universe.
(Somewhere, a dryer portal just screamed.)
(Somewhere, a dryer portal just screamed.)
Two semesters left and my nine lives are already tapped out. At this point I’m running on caffeine, spite, and whatever feral cat energy I can siphon from my own cats!
😭
😭
January 19, 2026 at 4:48 AM
Two semesters left and my nine lives are already tapped out. At this point I’m running on caffeine, spite, and whatever feral cat energy I can siphon from my own cats!
😭
😭
Humans: it’s finally Friday.
Cats: lol it’s been Friday since 4000 BC!
Cats: lol it’s been Friday since 4000 BC!
January 17, 2026 at 5:34 AM
Humans: it’s finally Friday.
Cats: lol it’s been Friday since 4000 BC!
Cats: lol it’s been Friday since 4000 BC!
Emotional support cat doing recon.
Mission: assess damage, apply kisses.
Mission: assess damage, apply kisses.
January 16, 2026 at 3:25 PM
Emotional support cat doing recon.
Mission: assess damage, apply kisses.
Mission: assess damage, apply kisses.
Hear ye: I, thrice a mother, near the end of my scholarly quest. Two semesters remain, yet I stride forth with the might of a heroine who hath wrestled chaos and conquered it. Let all know: I am forged of fire, wit, and sheer badassery.
I just read a thing on Shakespeare. Don’t hate me. 🤭
I just read a thing on Shakespeare. Don’t hate me. 🤭
January 15, 2026 at 4:27 AM
Hear ye: I, thrice a mother, near the end of my scholarly quest. Two semesters remain, yet I stride forth with the might of a heroine who hath wrestled chaos and conquered it. Let all know: I am forged of fire, wit, and sheer badassery.
I just read a thing on Shakespeare. Don’t hate me. 🤭
I just read a thing on Shakespeare. Don’t hate me. 🤭
Today’s vibe: a cat who tried to jump on the counter, missed by a full foot, and is now pretending the floor is exactly where they meant to be.
I, too, am a majestic disaster and currently feel like hot garbage in a fuzzy coat.
Pic: my cat trying to make me feel better. 🥺
I, too, am a majestic disaster and currently feel like hot garbage in a fuzzy coat.
Pic: my cat trying to make me feel better. 🥺
January 14, 2026 at 12:15 AM
Today’s vibe: a cat who tried to jump on the counter, missed by a full foot, and is now pretending the floor is exactly where they meant to be.
I, too, am a majestic disaster and currently feel like hot garbage in a fuzzy coat.
Pic: my cat trying to make me feel better. 🥺
I, too, am a majestic disaster and currently feel like hot garbage in a fuzzy coat.
Pic: my cat trying to make me feel better. 🥺
Missing you today, Dad. Some days the space you left feels louder than others, but you’re still right here riding shotgun in my heart. ❤️
January 11, 2026 at 5:31 PM
Missing you today, Dad. Some days the space you left feels louder than others, but you’re still right here riding shotgun in my heart. ❤️
Had I known six years ago this brave, wonderful, breathtaking little man would have undergone 3 open heart surgeries and still be the most well behaved, smart, and charismatic kid I know I would have thought you nuts. Happy Birthday Frankie. My son. My HERO.
January 11, 2026 at 1:51 AM
Had I known six years ago this brave, wonderful, breathtaking little man would have undergone 3 open heart surgeries and still be the most well behaved, smart, and charismatic kid I know I would have thought you nuts. Happy Birthday Frankie. My son. My HERO.
Sunday marks two anniversaries that changed everything: losing my dad, and learning my newborn needed open-heart surgery. Both broke me open in different ways, but they also showed me how much strength a heart can hold.
#CHDMom #MissYouDad
#CHDMom #MissYouDad
January 10, 2026 at 5:23 AM
Sunday marks two anniversaries that changed everything: losing my dad, and learning my newborn needed open-heart surgery. Both broke me open in different ways, but they also showed me how much strength a heart can hold.
#CHDMom #MissYouDad
#CHDMom #MissYouDad
I’m not into #paranormal stuff, but for the past month, my clock radio in my room has been turning on by itself. I have logged the times and they are sporadic, but always at night between 8:02pm—2:05am. Then today my car radio turned on by itself while I was driving.
What is going on?! 😱
What is going on?! 😱
January 9, 2026 at 4:09 AM
I’m not into #paranormal stuff, but for the past month, my clock radio in my room has been turning on by itself. I have logged the times and they are sporadic, but always at night between 8:02pm—2:05am. Then today my car radio turned on by itself while I was driving.
What is going on?! 😱
What is going on?! 😱
I am coining the phrase:
We put the I.T. in priority.
I’m not sure if any tech company has this as a slogan, but if they do, it’s genius!
We put the I.T. in priority.
I’m not sure if any tech company has this as a slogan, but if they do, it’s genius!
January 8, 2026 at 3:53 PM
I am coining the phrase:
We put the I.T. in priority.
I’m not sure if any tech company has this as a slogan, but if they do, it’s genius!
We put the I.T. in priority.
I’m not sure if any tech company has this as a slogan, but if they do, it’s genius!
Me: I’m editing, I can’t give you any pets right now!
Mr. Pickles: It’s shit. Now love me!
Me: You—You’re right.
Mr. Pickles: It’s shit. Now love me!
Me: You—You’re right.
January 7, 2026 at 6:26 PM
Me: I’m editing, I can’t give you any pets right now!
Mr. Pickles: It’s shit. Now love me!
Me: You—You’re right.
Mr. Pickles: It’s shit. Now love me!
Me: You—You’re right.
When I do the pit in Diablo IV, I sing The Pit by Mouse Rat.
January 7, 2026 at 1:03 AM
When I do the pit in Diablo IV, I sing The Pit by Mouse Rat.
My new year is off to a great start: I fell into a cat‑sized bag of Doritos, which was itself wearing a kitten‑sized tub of French onion dip.
Anyway, I’ll be using cats as units of measurement for the rest of 2026. Goals.
Anyway, I’ll be using cats as units of measurement for the rest of 2026. Goals.
January 3, 2026 at 6:37 AM
My new year is off to a great start: I fell into a cat‑sized bag of Doritos, which was itself wearing a kitten‑sized tub of French onion dip.
Anyway, I’ll be using cats as units of measurement for the rest of 2026. Goals.
Anyway, I’ll be using cats as units of measurement for the rest of 2026. Goals.
Happy New Year to my UK friends and colleagues. And to the UK cats. Especially the cats.
January 1, 2026 at 12:16 AM
Happy New Year to my UK friends and colleagues. And to the UK cats. Especially the cats.
I love seeing this! ❤️
Aaaaand…scene! Read this for my “Beyond the #BlackLibrary” series for @goonhammer.com as it’s written by @andiewington.bsky.social and @ericamarks.bsky.social. Review to follow, but it’s an absolute joy of a book after it gets out of the gate.
#Warhammer #BookSky
#Warhammer #BookSky
December 30, 2025 at 7:09 AM
I love seeing this! ❤️
It’s video game lesson time!! He’s doing so well! 🥰🤭💋💔
December 30, 2025 at 2:24 AM
It’s video game lesson time!! He’s doing so well! 🥰🤭💋💔
I got two new cats! This is where they both like to be. Pickles likes my chest. Houdini likes to crawl inside my sweaters!! Omg.
December 28, 2025 at 6:44 AM
I got two new cats! This is where they both like to be. Pickles likes my chest. Houdini likes to crawl inside my sweaters!! Omg.