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Shannon Hilson
@shannonhilson.bsky.social
Pro copywriter, blogger, and illustrator. Storyteller. Seamwalker. I like beautiful but meaningful things.

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Pinned
The Department of Lost Ideas called. They’re full again. Please stop saying “someday.”
All the Things We Almost Made
Dispatches from the archives of what could’ve been
shannonhilson.substack.com
A single star circles the void, giggling every 88 years. Astronomers think it’s a pulsar. Poets know it’s the universe remembering a joke about itself.

- The Atlas of False Heavens: The Orbit of the Laughing Star

🪐 Midjourney V7
November 23, 2025 at 11:59 AM
I don’t spiral. I descend gracefully, like a haunted Slinky. 👻
November 22, 2025 at 7:04 PM
Wisdom is basically all the mistakes that didn’t kill you, stitched together like a quilt you pretend you made on purpose. 🪡
November 22, 2025 at 2:29 PM
Sometimes I reread something I wrote and think, “wow, I’m a genius.” Other times I think, “wow, I need a nap and a priest.” There is no in-between.
November 22, 2025 at 5:43 AM
"As a woman I have no country. As a woman I want no country. As a woman, my country is the whole world."

- Virginia Woolf

📖 Midjourney V7
November 22, 2025 at 2:20 AM
Just published a field guide for anyone who’s ever been haunted by the choices they almost made. Welcome to the ecology of regret.
A Field Guide to Sentient Regret
A cautionary guide for anyone who overthinks at 2 AM
thebonegarden.substack.com
November 20, 2025 at 8:18 PM
I’m either too much or not enough depending on who you ask. Which is why I’ve stopped asking.
November 19, 2025 at 8:15 PM
This is the season where I start to believe my life has background music. And honestly? The score is pretty good.
November 19, 2025 at 6:59 AM
"If you find a prophet wandering without followers, give him a sandwich and directions to the nearest library."

Manual for the Living Ghost: Coordinates for Lost Prophets

👁️ Midjourney V7
November 19, 2025 at 6:27 AM
"When snow falls where it doesn’t belong, the world feels briefly out of step with itself. It is a quiet insistence that the season has plans you weren’t told about."

- The Book of Storms: Snow Arriving Out of Season

❄️ Midjourney V7
November 18, 2025 at 6:54 PM
People say “just be yourself” like that’s a simple directive. Myself is a collection of moods, lore, metaphors, and at least one ghost. Seems rude to unleash all that without warning.
November 18, 2025 at 1:46 AM
So I saw a woman on LinkedIn get one of those messages — the “you seem lovely, are you single?” type — and a man immediately jumped in to ask why it was creepy. Then, I ended up writing a whole piece about the emotional labor women do online just to exist professionally, as one does.
LinkedIn Is Not Your Dating App, Sir
Navigating creeps, confusion, and “warm regards” in professional spaces
shannonhilson.substack.com
November 17, 2025 at 8:10 PM
"Some wounds require a creature patient enough to eat what is killing you."

- The Hollow Gospels: What Follows You Out of the Valley

🐦‍⬛ Midjourney V7
November 17, 2025 at 1:54 PM
"Knock knock."

"Qui c'est ?"

"Fromage."

"Fromage qui ?"

"Cheese to meet you."

🧀 Midjourney V7
November 16, 2025 at 6:43 PM
My gnomes have seen things. They say nothing, but they know.
November 16, 2025 at 6:23 PM
Every time I finish a project, I feel a brief moment of peace, followed by the immediate and terrible question, “What if that was the last good thing I’ll ever write?”
November 15, 2025 at 7:25 PM
If I like you, you’ll know. If I don’t, you’ll also know. I’m nothing if not educational.
November 14, 2025 at 6:01 AM
"I don't think you're a spider, you're a moth. Quiet, harmless, drawn to shiny things, banging up against a window, and begging to get in." 

🕷️ Midjourney V7
November 13, 2025 at 5:11 PM
Some newsletter goodness from yesterday. We talk a lot about protecting our time, but what about our spark? Here’s a guide to keeping your creativity alive in an oversharing world, complete with one very moody tiny god. ✨
On Keeping a Tiny God in a Jar
Lessons in not killing your ideas by loving them too loudly
shannonhilson.substack.com
November 13, 2025 at 1:03 AM
Daily Challenge: Silent Orchard

"Do not wake the trees. They are remembering for us."

- The Atlas of False Heavens: The Sleeper’s Garden

🍏 Midjourney V7
November 11, 2025 at 5:47 PM
"She wears the feast. She is the feast. Every layer red as memory, white as pretense, pink as forgiveness."

- The Hollow Gospels: Communion Garment

🥩 Midjourney V7
November 11, 2025 at 11:36 AM
I checked. The right choice doesn’t exist. There’s just the one you make, and the stories you tell yourself after.
You Can’t Choose Your Way Out of Being Human
Why even the "right" choices will eventually make you cry in a Target parking lot
shannonhilson.ghost.io
November 10, 2025 at 11:17 PM
At this point, I think I’ve accepted that I’m not really “healing” so much as simply “learning to accessorize my dysfunction.” But whatever works.
November 10, 2025 at 7:42 PM
"Originality thrives in seclusion free of outside influences beating upon us to cripple the creative mind. Be alone, that is the secret of invention. Be alone, that is when ideas are born."

- Nikola Tesla

⚡ Midjourney V7
November 10, 2025 at 6:12 PM
The algorithm and I are in a toxic relationship. It ignores me until I stop trying, and then it wants me back.
November 9, 2025 at 12:35 AM