Tashi Saheb-Ettaba
@tashise.bsky.social
Pinned
Tashi Saheb-Ettaba
@tashise.bsky.social
· Nov 30
Our first author announcement for SATURDAY MOURNING TELEVISION is @tashise.bsky.social with Drawn to Death, a tale of cartoonish cruelty felt from both sides of the animator's table.
It me! Thank you @sliceduppress.bsky.social for accepting my piece!
Reposted by Tashi Saheb-Ettaba
ICE has killed 9 folks in the first 26 days of ‘26:
• Alex Pretti
• Renee Good
• Keith Porter
• Heber Sanchaz Domínguez
• Victor Manuel Diaz
• Parady La
• Luis Beltran Yanez-Cruz
• Luis Gustavo Nunez Caceres
• Geraldo Lunas Campos
They all deserve justice. And for us to remember their names.
• Alex Pretti
• Renee Good
• Keith Porter
• Heber Sanchaz Domínguez
• Victor Manuel Diaz
• Parady La
• Luis Beltran Yanez-Cruz
• Luis Gustavo Nunez Caceres
• Geraldo Lunas Campos
They all deserve justice. And for us to remember their names.
January 26, 2026 at 8:57 PM
ICE has killed 9 folks in the first 26 days of ‘26:
• Alex Pretti
• Renee Good
• Keith Porter
• Heber Sanchaz Domínguez
• Victor Manuel Diaz
• Parady La
• Luis Beltran Yanez-Cruz
• Luis Gustavo Nunez Caceres
• Geraldo Lunas Campos
They all deserve justice. And for us to remember their names.
• Alex Pretti
• Renee Good
• Keith Porter
• Heber Sanchaz Domínguez
• Victor Manuel Diaz
• Parady La
• Luis Beltran Yanez-Cruz
• Luis Gustavo Nunez Caceres
• Geraldo Lunas Campos
They all deserve justice. And for us to remember their names.
Reposted by Tashi Saheb-Ettaba
There's an auction going for Minnesota! Loads of publishing-related lots and opportunities: have a look!
www.32auctions.com/publishingfo...
www.32auctions.com/publishingfo...
Publishing for Minnesota
Silent auction 'Publishing for Minnesota' hosted online at 32auctions.
www.32auctions.com
January 28, 2026 at 2:33 PM
There's an auction going for Minnesota! Loads of publishing-related lots and opportunities: have a look!
www.32auctions.com/publishingfo...
www.32auctions.com/publishingfo...
Oof—that awkward moment you’re trying not to cry in public while revising an emotional scene. 😭
January 24, 2026 at 8:05 PM
Oof—that awkward moment you’re trying not to cry in public while revising an emotional scene. 😭
Reposted by Tashi Saheb-Ettaba
Standing with and sending extra love to our Minneapolis bookstore friends and their entire community today 💜
January 23, 2026 at 4:44 PM
Standing with and sending extra love to our Minneapolis bookstore friends and their entire community today 💜
Reposted by Tashi Saheb-Ettaba
Thanks again Steve!
Not writing related but if you can, please help my home state of Minnesota:
bsky.app/profile/naom...
Not writing related but if you can, please help my home state of Minnesota:
bsky.app/profile/naom...
ARE YOU A NON-MINNESOTAN WHO WANTS IDEAS OF STUFF TO DO TO HELP MINNESOTA RESIST FASCIST TYRANNY? Have I got a blog post for you! With additional advice for how to get ready in case tyranny shows up at YOUR doorstep next!
naomikritzer.com/2026/01/21/h...
naomikritzer.com/2026/01/21/h...
How To Help if You are Outside Minnesota
I’m going to assume that if you’re reading this, you more or less understand the situation in Minnesota and I don’t have to explain it to you! That said, I do have a section of lo…
naomikritzer.com
January 23, 2026 at 1:54 PM
Thanks again Steve!
Not writing related but if you can, please help my home state of Minnesota:
bsky.app/profile/naom...
Not writing related but if you can, please help my home state of Minnesota:
bsky.app/profile/naom...
Reposted by Tashi Saheb-Ettaba
Join us this Saturday at The Hideout for a fundraiser for the Illinois Coalition for Immigrant & Refugee Rights.
Co-Sponsored with StoryStudio Chicago, and featuring a reading and panel with Nissa Rhee, Ananda Lima, Jose-Luis Moctezuma, me, and hosted by Michael Zapata.
Co-Sponsored with StoryStudio Chicago, and featuring a reading and panel with Nissa Rhee, Ananda Lima, Jose-Luis Moctezuma, me, and hosted by Michael Zapata.
January 22, 2026 at 1:56 PM
Join us this Saturday at The Hideout for a fundraiser for the Illinois Coalition for Immigrant & Refugee Rights.
Co-Sponsored with StoryStudio Chicago, and featuring a reading and panel with Nissa Rhee, Ananda Lima, Jose-Luis Moctezuma, me, and hosted by Michael Zapata.
Co-Sponsored with StoryStudio Chicago, and featuring a reading and panel with Nissa Rhee, Ananda Lima, Jose-Luis Moctezuma, me, and hosted by Michael Zapata.
Reposted by Tashi Saheb-Ettaba
It wasn't the human contact that bothered him. He could manage that. It was the necessity to continue to hold them as their bodies liquefied within his embrace, to became part of him. #HorrorWritersChat
January 21, 2026 at 8:16 PM
It wasn't the human contact that bothered him. He could manage that. It was the necessity to continue to hold them as their bodies liquefied within his embrace, to became part of him. #HorrorWritersChat
Reposted by Tashi Saheb-Ettaba
Hours had passed, and I was not permitted to break the hug until the Creature was fully recharged. Legs and arms aching, mouth dry and cracked, I watched in despair as its battery display began to flicker and the percentage points starting going back down.
#HorrorWritersChat
#HorrorWritersChat
January 21, 2026 at 8:12 PM
Hours had passed, and I was not permitted to break the hug until the Creature was fully recharged. Legs and arms aching, mouth dry and cracked, I watched in despair as its battery display began to flicker and the percentage points starting going back down.
#HorrorWritersChat
#HorrorWritersChat
Reposted by Tashi Saheb-Ettaba
Cupboards slammed, lights flickered, and a few heavy nick knacks were tossed across the room... splaying her against a wall for the cacophony. Quick as it began, it ended, with a tea set upright in the center of the living room. The word 'Playdate' written in crayon on the cloth.
#HorrorWritersChat
#HorrorWritersChat
So we have four days today...or was it five? SUCH a busy day...
International Squirrel Appreciation Day
National Hugging Day
International Playdate Day
International Sweatpants Day
National Granola Bar Day
So which one will you choose to make horror? I know you can....
#Horrrorwriterschat
International Squirrel Appreciation Day
National Hugging Day
International Playdate Day
International Sweatpants Day
National Granola Bar Day
So which one will you choose to make horror? I know you can....
#Horrrorwriterschat
January 21, 2026 at 8:17 PM
Cupboards slammed, lights flickered, and a few heavy nick knacks were tossed across the room... splaying her against a wall for the cacophony. Quick as it began, it ended, with a tea set upright in the center of the living room. The word 'Playdate' written in crayon on the cloth.
#HorrorWritersChat
#HorrorWritersChat
Reposted by Tashi Saheb-Ettaba
Annie smiled too wide and happily, holding her arms out and beckoning, the implicit warning of the rest of the Dream House glinting in her eyes.
Sam swallowed her retch for the 4-hundredth time and forced herself forward, wrapping her arms around Annie's waist.
Annie squeezed.
#HorrorWritersChat
Sam swallowed her retch for the 4-hundredth time and forced herself forward, wrapping her arms around Annie's waist.
Annie squeezed.
#HorrorWritersChat
January 21, 2026 at 8:12 PM
Annie smiled too wide and happily, holding her arms out and beckoning, the implicit warning of the rest of the Dream House glinting in her eyes.
Sam swallowed her retch for the 4-hundredth time and forced herself forward, wrapping her arms around Annie's waist.
Annie squeezed.
#HorrorWritersChat
Sam swallowed her retch for the 4-hundredth time and forced herself forward, wrapping her arms around Annie's waist.
Annie squeezed.
#HorrorWritersChat
Reposted by Tashi Saheb-Ettaba
Q4. #Horrorwriterschat
Dave is falling. No one can see. He can’t hear himself. When he refused to hug, he felt the sky tugging on him. But there was no one and nothing to grab when it happened. He screamed then, too, and now wonders how much more he can scream before the ground rises up to meet him…
Dave is falling. No one can see. He can’t hear himself. When he refused to hug, he felt the sky tugging on him. But there was no one and nothing to grab when it happened. He screamed then, too, and now wonders how much more he can scream before the ground rises up to meet him…
January 21, 2026 at 8:14 PM
Q4. #Horrorwriterschat
Dave is falling. No one can see. He can’t hear himself. When he refused to hug, he felt the sky tugging on him. But there was no one and nothing to grab when it happened. He screamed then, too, and now wonders how much more he can scream before the ground rises up to meet him…
Dave is falling. No one can see. He can’t hear himself. When he refused to hug, he felt the sky tugging on him. But there was no one and nothing to grab when it happened. He screamed then, too, and now wonders how much more he can scream before the ground rises up to meet him…
Reposted by Tashi Saheb-Ettaba
#HorrorWritersChat
Each hug is a gamble. Vesty's they call 'em, those that wear spiked vests underneath their jumpers. You can't see the three inch spikes 'cos they're retractable and work on a nifty hydraulic system. That last person was a vestie. I don't think this one is. Wish me luck.
Each hug is a gamble. Vesty's they call 'em, those that wear spiked vests underneath their jumpers. You can't see the three inch spikes 'cos they're retractable and work on a nifty hydraulic system. That last person was a vestie. I don't think this one is. Wish me luck.
January 21, 2026 at 8:14 PM
#HorrorWritersChat
Each hug is a gamble. Vesty's they call 'em, those that wear spiked vests underneath their jumpers. You can't see the three inch spikes 'cos they're retractable and work on a nifty hydraulic system. That last person was a vestie. I don't think this one is. Wish me luck.
Each hug is a gamble. Vesty's they call 'em, those that wear spiked vests underneath their jumpers. You can't see the three inch spikes 'cos they're retractable and work on a nifty hydraulic system. That last person was a vestie. I don't think this one is. Wish me luck.
Reposted by Tashi Saheb-Ettaba
#HorrorWritersChat Q4
Fail once, hug by the pleaser
Fail twice, hug by the squeezer
(does it make sense? no. but it got stuck in my head and it's too tired to let go of it lol)
Fail once, hug by the pleaser
Fail twice, hug by the squeezer
(does it make sense? no. but it got stuck in my head and it's too tired to let go of it lol)
January 21, 2026 at 8:14 PM
#HorrorWritersChat Q4
Fail once, hug by the pleaser
Fail twice, hug by the squeezer
(does it make sense? no. but it got stuck in my head and it's too tired to let go of it lol)
Fail once, hug by the pleaser
Fail twice, hug by the squeezer
(does it make sense? no. but it got stuck in my head and it's too tired to let go of it lol)
Reposted by Tashi Saheb-Ettaba
National Hugging Day.
Squirrels are meat. Sweatpants and granola bars don't exist yet. Playdates are for children who have homes and futures that aren't soaked in blood.
Her body isn't for comfort or casual contact, but to survive.
Hugging Day demands what to her is obscene.
#HorrorWritersChat
Squirrels are meat. Sweatpants and granola bars don't exist yet. Playdates are for children who have homes and futures that aren't soaked in blood.
Her body isn't for comfort or casual contact, but to survive.
Hugging Day demands what to her is obscene.
#HorrorWritersChat
I LOVE these days being subverted. You're all in sweatpant heaven. What about your WIP characters? your main characters? And what would they say?
#HorrorWritersChat
#HorrorWritersChat
January 21, 2026 at 8:07 PM
National Hugging Day.
Squirrels are meat. Sweatpants and granola bars don't exist yet. Playdates are for children who have homes and futures that aren't soaked in blood.
Her body isn't for comfort or casual contact, but to survive.
Hugging Day demands what to her is obscene.
#HorrorWritersChat
Squirrels are meat. Sweatpants and granola bars don't exist yet. Playdates are for children who have homes and futures that aren't soaked in blood.
Her body isn't for comfort or casual contact, but to survive.
Hugging Day demands what to her is obscene.
#HorrorWritersChat
Reposted by Tashi Saheb-Ettaba
Jacinda recoils. "I'm NOT Hugging that thing!"
Grill Man groans. "I just wanna grill maaan!" the animatronic groans.
"You're not a man, Jacinta, you should be safe," I remind her. 😉
#HorrorWritersChat Q4
(Art by Pierre 99Designs)
Grill Man groans. "I just wanna grill maaan!" the animatronic groans.
"You're not a man, Jacinta, you should be safe," I remind her. 😉
#HorrorWritersChat Q4
(Art by Pierre 99Designs)
January 21, 2026 at 8:08 PM
Jacinda recoils. "I'm NOT Hugging that thing!"
Grill Man groans. "I just wanna grill maaan!" the animatronic groans.
"You're not a man, Jacinta, you should be safe," I remind her. 😉
#HorrorWritersChat Q4
(Art by Pierre 99Designs)
Grill Man groans. "I just wanna grill maaan!" the animatronic groans.
"You're not a man, Jacinta, you should be safe," I remind her. 😉
#HorrorWritersChat Q4
(Art by Pierre 99Designs)
Reposted by Tashi Saheb-Ettaba
#HorrorWritersChat
Zombie Ethan hated International Hugging Day since his rotting body parts fell off whenever someone did that to him. So, he covered his clothing with caustic chemicals before anyone approached him for a hug. They'd dissolve right before his eyes. Best day of his undead life!
Zombie Ethan hated International Hugging Day since his rotting body parts fell off whenever someone did that to him. So, he covered his clothing with caustic chemicals before anyone approached him for a hug. They'd dissolve right before his eyes. Best day of his undead life!
January 21, 2026 at 8:08 PM
#HorrorWritersChat
Zombie Ethan hated International Hugging Day since his rotting body parts fell off whenever someone did that to him. So, he covered his clothing with caustic chemicals before anyone approached him for a hug. They'd dissolve right before his eyes. Best day of his undead life!
Zombie Ethan hated International Hugging Day since his rotting body parts fell off whenever someone did that to him. So, he covered his clothing with caustic chemicals before anyone approached him for a hug. They'd dissolve right before his eyes. Best day of his undead life!
Reposted by Tashi Saheb-Ettaba
#HorrorWritersChat
"Do it! Do it!" They all chant around her.
Raven sees the man with the axe, waiting for her to fail again.
She breathes in, then slowly shuffles towards the mangy straw scarecrow, closing her eyes she reaches out and hugs it.
Everyone cheers and finally it is tossed on the fire.
"Do it! Do it!" They all chant around her.
Raven sees the man with the axe, waiting for her to fail again.
She breathes in, then slowly shuffles towards the mangy straw scarecrow, closing her eyes she reaches out and hugs it.
Everyone cheers and finally it is tossed on the fire.
January 21, 2026 at 8:08 PM
#HorrorWritersChat
"Do it! Do it!" They all chant around her.
Raven sees the man with the axe, waiting for her to fail again.
She breathes in, then slowly shuffles towards the mangy straw scarecrow, closing her eyes she reaches out and hugs it.
Everyone cheers and finally it is tossed on the fire.
"Do it! Do it!" They all chant around her.
Raven sees the man with the axe, waiting for her to fail again.
She breathes in, then slowly shuffles towards the mangy straw scarecrow, closing her eyes she reaches out and hugs it.
Everyone cheers and finally it is tossed on the fire.
Reposted by Tashi Saheb-Ettaba
Q3. #HorrorWritersChat
“Granola Day?” Wise asks
“Granola Day.” Archie says.
“Do we get the day off for that?” Wise says, pulling her hair back into a ponytail.
Nick strums on his guitar. “No. You work extra.”
Wise points a drumstick at him.
“Guys?” Archie says. “I’m bleeding. Honey—and oats? Uhh…”
“Granola Day?” Wise asks
“Granola Day.” Archie says.
“Do we get the day off for that?” Wise says, pulling her hair back into a ponytail.
Nick strums on his guitar. “No. You work extra.”
Wise points a drumstick at him.
“Guys?” Archie says. “I’m bleeding. Honey—and oats? Uhh…”
I LOVE these days being subverted. You're all in sweatpant heaven. What about your WIP characters? your main characters? And what would they say?
#HorrorWritersChat
#HorrorWritersChat
January 21, 2026 at 8:09 PM
Q3. #HorrorWritersChat
“Granola Day?” Wise asks
“Granola Day.” Archie says.
“Do we get the day off for that?” Wise says, pulling her hair back into a ponytail.
Nick strums on his guitar. “No. You work extra.”
Wise points a drumstick at him.
“Guys?” Archie says. “I’m bleeding. Honey—and oats? Uhh…”
“Granola Day?” Wise asks
“Granola Day.” Archie says.
“Do we get the day off for that?” Wise says, pulling her hair back into a ponytail.
Nick strums on his guitar. “No. You work extra.”
Wise points a drumstick at him.
“Guys?” Archie says. “I’m bleeding. Honey—and oats? Uhh…”
Reposted by Tashi Saheb-Ettaba
He's already failed once, but he can't damn it! If They find out will come for him, lock him in a cell until it's his turn to go to the dungeons, where the unable to obey go, and he'll slowly rot there. But he can't. He can't! Hugs. Contact. Skin against skin. No! He'd rather die! #HorrorWritersChat
January 21, 2026 at 8:04 PM
He's already failed once, but he can't damn it! If They find out will come for him, lock him in a cell until it's his turn to go to the dungeons, where the unable to obey go, and he'll slowly rot there. But he can't. He can't! Hugs. Contact. Skin against skin. No! He'd rather die! #HorrorWritersChat
Reposted by Tashi Saheb-Ettaba
#HorrorWritersChat
They don't know how they failed. They don't know why. They just knew that if the hug isn't performed in exactly the right way, with the right amount of pressure and length of time, it was deemed "wrong" by The Eye.
And if they failed one more time, they'd undergo The Final Hug.
They don't know how they failed. They don't know why. They just knew that if the hug isn't performed in exactly the right way, with the right amount of pressure and length of time, it was deemed "wrong" by The Eye.
And if they failed one more time, they'd undergo The Final Hug.
January 21, 2026 at 8:00 PM
#HorrorWritersChat
They don't know how they failed. They don't know why. They just knew that if the hug isn't performed in exactly the right way, with the right amount of pressure and length of time, it was deemed "wrong" by The Eye.
And if they failed one more time, they'd undergo The Final Hug.
They don't know how they failed. They don't know why. They just knew that if the hug isn't performed in exactly the right way, with the right amount of pressure and length of time, it was deemed "wrong" by The Eye.
And if they failed one more time, they'd undergo The Final Hug.
Reposted by Tashi Saheb-Ettaba
As she walked down the street, she did not notice the passerby, and a hug was not given by either party. The cameras caught the whole affair; police were sent for their capture. Tomorrow, they both will endure public punishment: facing the ultimate hug creature.
#HorrorWritersChat
#HorrorWritersChat
January 21, 2026 at 8:08 PM
As she walked down the street, she did not notice the passerby, and a hug was not given by either party. The cameras caught the whole affair; police were sent for their capture. Tomorrow, they both will endure public punishment: facing the ultimate hug creature.
#HorrorWritersChat
#HorrorWritersChat
Reposted by Tashi Saheb-Ettaba
#Horrorwriterschat
"I am not... hugging you," said Indy.
"International day of it, bud," said Sara. "Let's go."
"In my culture, a hug is an important part of the marriage ceremony."
"Oh."
"During the, uh, consummation of --"
"OH! ...we can skip it this year."
"I am not... hugging you," said Indy.
"International day of it, bud," said Sara. "Let's go."
"In my culture, a hug is an important part of the marriage ceremony."
"Oh."
"During the, uh, consummation of --"
"OH! ...we can skip it this year."
January 21, 2026 at 8:08 PM
#Horrorwriterschat
"I am not... hugging you," said Indy.
"International day of it, bud," said Sara. "Let's go."
"In my culture, a hug is an important part of the marriage ceremony."
"Oh."
"During the, uh, consummation of --"
"OH! ...we can skip it this year."
"I am not... hugging you," said Indy.
"International day of it, bud," said Sara. "Let's go."
"In my culture, a hug is an important part of the marriage ceremony."
"Oh."
"During the, uh, consummation of --"
"OH! ...we can skip it this year."
Reposted by Tashi Saheb-Ettaba
It wasn't their bodies that scared her, but their clothes, which had a life of their own. The coral frill that wafted in still air. A button that lifted like a nictitating membrane to reveal an eye. But only when you got close would the garments truly show what they could do. #HorrorWritersChat
January 21, 2026 at 8:07 PM
It wasn't their bodies that scared her, but their clothes, which had a life of their own. The coral frill that wafted in still air. A button that lifted like a nictitating membrane to reveal an eye. But only when you got close would the garments truly show what they could do. #HorrorWritersChat
Reposted by Tashi Saheb-Ettaba
Barney became a No-Holds, desperate to meet the mandate and aggressively hugging everyone without permission. Trying to hug the cop at 34th and Vine was the 9th person he went for; the officer was acquitted for using excessive force, but he still regretted having to kill him...
#Horrorwriterschat
#Horrorwriterschat
January 21, 2026 at 8:05 PM
Barney became a No-Holds, desperate to meet the mandate and aggressively hugging everyone without permission. Trying to hug the cop at 34th and Vine was the 9th person he went for; the officer was acquitted for using excessive force, but he still regretted having to kill him...
#Horrorwriterschat
#Horrorwriterschat
Reposted by Tashi Saheb-Ettaba
#HorrorWritersChat
“I’m sorry,” the burly man says. “I just got too… excited.”
They look at him, and then the body on the floor. Bent in half, spine shattered, blood leaking out.
“Maybe we should cancel the holiday,” someone politely suggests.
“No!” The man roars. “Now, who’s next?”
“I’m sorry,” the burly man says. “I just got too… excited.”
They look at him, and then the body on the floor. Bent in half, spine shattered, blood leaking out.
“Maybe we should cancel the holiday,” someone politely suggests.
“No!” The man roars. “Now, who’s next?”
January 21, 2026 at 8:05 PM
#HorrorWritersChat
“I’m sorry,” the burly man says. “I just got too… excited.”
They look at him, and then the body on the floor. Bent in half, spine shattered, blood leaking out.
“Maybe we should cancel the holiday,” someone politely suggests.
“No!” The man roars. “Now, who’s next?”
“I’m sorry,” the burly man says. “I just got too… excited.”
They look at him, and then the body on the floor. Bent in half, spine shattered, blood leaking out.
“Maybe we should cancel the holiday,” someone politely suggests.
“No!” The man roars. “Now, who’s next?”