Hannah Murray
@hannahmwrites.bsky.social
Author, pervert, former sex worker, data nerd. I write sexy books, can ignore bad news until it’s irrelevant, and I know how to tie you up. Bi/pan, cis, she/her
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I'm using the phrase 'ripe hole' in this book. Because I'm makin' it super horny. Because fuck it, the world is on fire, so why not.
January 5, 2026 at 12:08 AM
I'm using the phrase 'ripe hole' in this book. Because I'm makin' it super horny. Because fuck it, the world is on fire, so why not.
I forgot I had to do a newsletter. But it's done now, so back to writing.
January 4, 2026 at 10:25 PM
I forgot I had to do a newsletter. But it's done now, so back to writing.
I've been fucking around on Canva for an hour and a half, probably should get to work.
January 4, 2026 at 7:15 PM
I've been fucking around on Canva for an hour and a half, probably should get to work.
I asked my love, who is very not-online, if he’d heard about Venezuela. He had, and when I expressed shock and outrage he reminded me that we did the same thing in Panama, and with Noriega, and with Hussein minus bringing him to the US, so the lesson here America is that we’ve always been assholes.
January 4, 2026 at 5:45 PM
I asked my love, who is very not-online, if he’d heard about Venezuela. He had, and when I expressed shock and outrage he reminded me that we did the same thing in Panama, and with Noriega, and with Hussein minus bringing him to the US, so the lesson here America is that we’ve always been assholes.
5k day. Going to eat and read now.
January 4, 2026 at 2:37 AM
5k day. Going to eat and read now.
Me, just pulling lunch out of the oven: Lunch is ready!
Kid, looking at what I just cooked: Can we go out to eat?
Me:
Kid, looking at what I just cooked: Can we go out to eat?
Me:
a man in a suit and tie has his hands on his head and the words for the love of god written below him
Alt: Chris Farley in a suit and tie, dragging his hands through his hair so it stands up and shouting FOR THE LOVE OF GOD
media.tenor.com
January 3, 2026 at 9:30 PM
Me, just pulling lunch out of the oven: Lunch is ready!
Kid, looking at what I just cooked: Can we go out to eat?
Me:
Kid, looking at what I just cooked: Can we go out to eat?
Me:
I give my kid 15 min a day on instagram (my account) because she likes cute dog vids. But today she said, "Mom, is this real?" and it was the Venezuela invasion & kidnapping. Yes, I said, that's real, and she said "shit, not good". She's 11. Begging EVERYONE IN GOVT to be as smart as an 11 year old.
January 3, 2026 at 7:47 PM
I give my kid 15 min a day on instagram (my account) because she likes cute dog vids. But today she said, "Mom, is this real?" and it was the Venezuela invasion & kidnapping. Yes, I said, that's real, and she said "shit, not good". She's 11. Begging EVERYONE IN GOVT to be as smart as an 11 year old.
Question for full service sex workers: what kind of place makes for a good in-call in America, where the law makes such a place illegal?
House? Apartment? Something else I'm not thinking of?
House? Apartment? Something else I'm not thinking of?
January 3, 2026 at 7:24 PM
Question for full service sex workers: what kind of place makes for a good in-call in America, where the law makes such a place illegal?
House? Apartment? Something else I'm not thinking of?
House? Apartment? Something else I'm not thinking of?
Okay, I've absorbed today's horrible news, ate pigs in a blanket for breakfast, swapped my 2nd Diet Coke with water (applause, please) and now I'm going to finish this 2nd chance romance with a gang bang, because I need some goddamn joy (and also because I'm past deadline).
Y'all be safe.
Y'all be safe.
January 3, 2026 at 5:50 PM
Okay, I've absorbed today's horrible news, ate pigs in a blanket for breakfast, swapped my 2nd Diet Coke with water (applause, please) and now I'm going to finish this 2nd chance romance with a gang bang, because I need some goddamn joy (and also because I'm past deadline).
Y'all be safe.
Y'all be safe.
Jesus fucking Christ.
January 3, 2026 at 5:38 PM
Jesus fucking Christ.
I have taken two—count ‘em, ONE, TWO—muscle relaxers.
Nighty-night.
Nighty-night.
January 3, 2026 at 5:56 AM
I have taken two—count ‘em, ONE, TWO—muscle relaxers.
Nighty-night.
Nighty-night.
I can't seem to settle into a writing rhythm today. Hoping tomorrow will be better. I think I'm going to go clean the oven now—and that should tell you just how poorly this is going!
January 3, 2026 at 1:13 AM
I can't seem to settle into a writing rhythm today. Hoping tomorrow will be better. I think I'm going to go clean the oven now—and that should tell you just how poorly this is going!
"Repurpose existing video assets" is how Spotify just told me I can make an AI ad with them.
January 2, 2026 at 11:40 PM
"Repurpose existing video assets" is how Spotify just told me I can make an AI ad with them.
I went out into the outside, bought new phones for everyone, ate lunch, so now I'm going back to work.
January 2, 2026 at 11:11 PM
I went out into the outside, bought new phones for everyone, ate lunch, so now I'm going back to work.
My husband having to pause and contemplate the drive through menu will never not confound me. Like bro, it’s Burger King. Order a whopper and move it along.
January 2, 2026 at 10:42 PM
My husband having to pause and contemplate the drive through menu will never not confound me. Like bro, it’s Burger King. Order a whopper and move it along.
This is unquestionably violence, but also, the audacity of the AARP to think that any of us still working are going to be able to retire.
I got a some hate mail today.
An AARP card. With my name on it.
If I find whomever did this, they will know no peace.
An AARP card. With my name on it.
If I find whomever did this, they will know no peace.
January 2, 2026 at 7:03 PM
This is unquestionably violence, but also, the audacity of the AARP to think that any of us still working are going to be able to retire.
I read The Rebound Plan by Ainsley Booth yesterday and the thing I *loved* about it was how it handled sexual shame. It's such a complicated and delicate thing, and it was dealt with so beautifully by @zoeyorkwrites.bsky.social
January 2, 2026 at 6:36 PM
I read The Rebound Plan by Ainsley Booth yesterday and the thing I *loved* about it was how it handled sexual shame. It's such a complicated and delicate thing, and it was dealt with so beautifully by @zoeyorkwrites.bsky.social
I’m 52. The only thing I use Roman numerals for is when I’m watching an old movie and want to know when it was released (they put it in the credits in Romans) but also, IMDB is right fucking there, so why am I trying to remember what C and M mean anyway?
It's 2026.
Things many American school kids probably don't know how to do:
* Dial a rotary telephone
* Tell time from an analog clock
* Read or write cursive
* Decipher Roman numerals
* Navigate with a paper map or use a compass
* Balance a checkbook
(Please add more below)
Things many American school kids probably don't know how to do:
* Dial a rotary telephone
* Tell time from an analog clock
* Read or write cursive
* Decipher Roman numerals
* Navigate with a paper map or use a compass
* Balance a checkbook
(Please add more below)
January 2, 2026 at 6:32 PM
I’m 52. The only thing I use Roman numerals for is when I’m watching an old movie and want to know when it was released (they put it in the credits in Romans) but also, IMDB is right fucking there, so why am I trying to remember what C and M mean anyway?
Donnez-moi une fucking break.
This article advocates for the “Faculty Merit Act” that would — get this — require all faculty applicants to submit their *SAT* scores. 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 Holy shirts that’s hilarious.
January 2, 2026 at 6:11 PM
Donnez-moi une fucking break.
I've spent the last hour and a half fixing the thing that was wrong in this MS. I normally don't stop and fix mid-draft, because it throws me off stride, and because I'd never make any forward progress. But this was a major fix, and I needed it done in order to move on. And now it is, so…movin' on.
January 2, 2026 at 6:08 PM
I've spent the last hour and a half fixing the thing that was wrong in this MS. I normally don't stop and fix mid-draft, because it throws me off stride, and because I'd never make any forward progress. But this was a major fix, and I needed it done in order to move on. And now it is, so…movin' on.
My phone is refusing to charge. Might be getting a new one today.
January 2, 2026 at 4:45 PM
My phone is refusing to charge. Might be getting a new one today.
I have read two lovely romances on my day off, and cooked apple tarts, and ate leftovers for breakfast and lunch and dinner, and it was all very wonderful and nice and I’m glad I did all of that even though it means I’ll be working through the weekend to finish this book.
January 2, 2026 at 6:39 AM
I have read two lovely romances on my day off, and cooked apple tarts, and ate leftovers for breakfast and lunch and dinner, and it was all very wonderful and nice and I’m glad I did all of that even though it means I’ll be working through the weekend to finish this book.
Hi, I'm pregnancy.
January 2, 2026 at 12:46 AM
Hi, I'm pregnancy.
My credit union doesn't take international wire transfers, so I have to find a bank that does that also isn't going to charge me an arm and a leg to keep an account without regular direct deposits.
What a pain in the ass.
What a pain in the ass.
January 1, 2026 at 11:51 PM
My credit union doesn't take international wire transfers, so I have to find a bank that does that also isn't going to charge me an arm and a leg to keep an account without regular direct deposits.
What a pain in the ass.
What a pain in the ass.
If I were being sworn in to some political office, I'd either use a copy of The Mixed-Up Files of Mrs. Basil E Frankweiler, a Newberry Medal winner and one of the formative books of my youth, or a romance novel. I don't know which one. I'd have to have a stack, because I'd never be able to choose.
January 1, 2026 at 11:31 PM
If I were being sworn in to some political office, I'd either use a copy of The Mixed-Up Files of Mrs. Basil E Frankweiler, a Newberry Medal winner and one of the formative books of my youth, or a romance novel. I don't know which one. I'd have to have a stack, because I'd never be able to choose.