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DebIsWriting
@deborahz.bsky.social
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Biliary cancer survivor — I write romance, hor-rom, bad pun poetry, CNF, and the occasional blog post at newnormal2016.wordpress.com. Frequent smart ass. You can find my latest CNF, Are We Not Evil, in the third Annual.
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I know where your snow is! We don’t get much here usually. Today’s was a surprise. It did brighten an otherwise particularly gloomy day.
Snow-covered tree limbs block most of the view from an upper-story window. The snow is fresh. There are few footprints visible in the early morning light.
December 2, 2025 at 11:00 PM
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For tonight’s dinner, I had leftover pecan pie, made with brown sugar and maple syrup. Ate the pie like vacuum cleaner sucks dust. Here’s the “after” pic. Haha
A dessert plate with a wavy gilded edge, red and pink roses and gladiolas. A thatched-roof cottage is in the left center of the plate. There’s a stainless fork, tines up, in the right third of the image. Other than a tiny dollop of cream at the top center of the plate, there’s no sign that the plate ever held a slice of pie.
November 29, 2025 at 1:40 AM
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I wrote a thing for the third Annual. If you live in Europe, you should track a copy down. It's cool, it's fun, it's edgy. If you live in the US, it's not available, though you can hit me up. I might have a few copies left to sell. Love to give them away but working writer here.
The cover of the third Annual, the Korm Plastics yearbook on music. "Everything you never knew you were interested in."
November 13, 2025 at 4:31 PM
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Hoodie season confirmed!
Mina, the miniature black & tan doxie, is wearing a red hoodie and lying on a gray fluffy blanket. Her ears are up. There may be treats in her near future. In the background, the red cast iron base of a bubblegum machine is visible. Yes, there is a bubblegum machine in the living room. Mina will not be taking any questions at this time.
November 8, 2025 at 1:32 AM
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This is a joke, right?
A close-up picture of the White House. There’s a sign on the building in gold script: The Oval Office. The picture also has a text bar that reads: There’s a new sign outside the Oval now.
November 5, 2025 at 9:29 PM
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Oh no. Not that. How terrible…. Can we tax them out of existence today? Now? One cannot be a billionaire and be a good person. Hoarding resources is inherently immoral.
An image of Mark Cuban with a microphone. Over the image are the words “If you eliminate billionaires, the stock market will go, too, according to Mark Cuban.”
November 1, 2025 at 10:51 PM
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Having a hide-your-snoot kinda day? At least you aren’t in the Epstein files.
The long-haired chocolate mini doxy, Freya, is face-down, her snoot fully buried, in a colorful crocheted blanket.
October 29, 2025 at 5:41 PM
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Here’s a cool Halloween house in my neighborhood. I hope your day is going well and that Stephen Miller is having the day he deserves.
A short yellow school bus — yes, the real deal — is parked in a yard and decorated for Halloween. There are skeletons hanging out the bus windows and leaving via the open back door. In the foreground of the picture are several skeletons that appear to be crawling through the grass.
October 25, 2025 at 10:25 PM
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Clearly these are Pittsburgh noobs. It’s The Kiltman. He’s one of the Legendary. And he’s not taking anyone’s sh*t.
The Kiltman is striking a pose in Market Square, Pittsburgh. He’s wearing red glasses and a formal black kilt ensemble with a pale pink shirt, black bow tie, cream knee socks, and black tennis shoes. There is a very large pink flower boutonnière on his lapel. His face is tipped up toward the gray sky. His hair is long and white.
October 24, 2025 at 1:45 PM
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My Kitty…. Yes, that’s her name. You can debate it with my daughter who named her. lol If you live in the US, My Kitty suggests that you spend a few peaceful moments in a sunspot before you rejoin antifa on the streets. If you don’t live in the US, don’t come here until we’ve sorted our sh*t out.
Torty cat curled up in a traditional cat pose, chin on paw, tail curled all the way around. Her white nose and mittens are in an autumn-muted sun spot on the bed.
October 9, 2025 at 1:21 PM
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This was an absolute delight. Someone on here recommended it. I don’t remember who in order to thank them so I’m telling all of you. It’s sweet and gentle and melancholy and all-around a lovely reading and viewing experience.
The front cover of the comic book, My Boyfriend Is a Bear by Pamela Ribon, illustrated by Cat Ferris. Pictured is a woman being carried in the arms of an upright black bear, who is also carrying a sweet gray cat on his back. They appear to be walking through a forest.
October 3, 2025 at 8:22 PM
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No vegetables were harmed in the making of this dinner. Yeah, I know. I am just too tired tonight. I actually love harming veg. Wait. 👀
Penne in a ceramic bowl. It’s covered in fresh ground black pepper and more freshly grated Parmesan cheese than allowed by law. We’re talking mounds of cheese here. And butter. Did I mention butter?
October 3, 2025 at 12:36 AM
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Everything sucks. Have a pretty picture of fall in Pittsburgh.
A pile of leaves gleaming gold, yellow, and rusty brown on a sunny morning.
October 2, 2025 at 2:54 PM
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Fall—The season of the beautyberry. These are a favorite stop on my daily walks through our community. They’re edible, too, but dreadful, better left to the squirrels and birds who love them.
Purple beautyberry stands out against pale green leaves. The bright morning sun makes the tiny purple fruit glisten.
October 2, 2025 at 2:01 AM
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Me: Time to get up
Kitty:
Me: Is that a No?
Kitty: …
The torty cat is curled at the end of the bed, front feet tucked. She’s looking into the camera. Her whiskers are very apparent, practically bristling at the idea that she should “get up” on this Monday.
September 29, 2025 at 12:19 PM
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Dog: Chipmunk. Here. Now.
Me: Why are all the books on the…
Me: [shrieks in a very mature, unmelodramatic way] Chipmunk. Here. Now.
Dog: I KNOW!
Chipmunk: [racing into the woods to meet up with friends] You are never going to believe how much food I found.
A very angry chipmunk is biting the bright blue Tiny Desk Concert hoodie that it’s wrapped in. Its left front paw is extended. Its left eye, black and shiny in the flash from the camera, appears to be staring directly into the photographer’s soul.
September 27, 2025 at 7:16 PM
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President Dumbass thinks he’s an obstetrician AND a pediatrician. Pretty sure he can’t even spell or pronounce the words, much less understand the recommendations he’s making. This is grossly inappropriate, as usual.
A screen capture of a truth social post by the president. He’s making recommendations to pregnant women and parents regarding use of Tylenol, as well as vaccination recommendations. I won’t repeat his nonsense because it is grossly inappropriate for medical advice to be offered by a president. If you have questions about the use of fever-reducers or the schedule for vaccinations, your care team is the only appropriate source for answers.
September 27, 2025 at 1:49 AM
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Traveling today but not until I’ve had my Pamela’s.
Breakfast on a red diner plate: Over-medium eggs, crispy home fries, bacon, and a buttery English muffin. In the background is a glass of ice tea. To the right on the wooden two-top table is the traditional condiment holder. Further back there are several empty tables and murals on the blue wall. One of the pictures is a little blond girl in a pink shirt blowing bubbles. The other picture is a Black man in a black Pittsburgh rivers tshirt and gray basketball shorts. He’s laughing, his glasses sliding down his nose, ball cap pulled low on his head. His arms are wide, embracing the world.
September 22, 2025 at 1:04 PM
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Embarrassing chest hair✅
Large snoot✅
Sun spot✅
The early sun is coming in at an angle through the east-facing window, shining across the bed. Freya, the mini-doxie, is lying on her back, directly in the path of the sunlight, her head turned to allow maximum sun on her snoot. The light has given her chocolate fur red, gold, and caramel highlights that would cost a fortune from a hair salon. She’s deeply asleep, her paws twitching.
September 19, 2025 at 12:35 PM
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The torty is very busy. No time to say good morning.
A close-ish view of a torty cat. She’s lying on her side on a flower-decorated sheet and facing the camera. Her eyes are slightly open, though she’s snoozing. Her white muzzle is very prominent in the picture, as is her pink nose. Behind her, slightly out of focus, is her favorite cat tree in front of an open window.
September 14, 2025 at 2:10 PM
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This was on my closet door for four years.
It’s a poster of Menudo, specifically the official 1984 poster, as if there were additional posters of the band later. All five young people are wearing bright tanks with matching pants and smiling goofily into the camera. They are standing in front of a pink backdrop with their band name taking up the bottom third of the poster.
September 14, 2025 at 12:03 AM
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I realize that it’s #caturday. Since it’s also my birthday, I declare that it is also #dogbuttday. I checked the rules. This is allowed.
Mina, the short-haired, black and tan, miniature doxy, is mostly covered by a top sheet patterned with roses on a cream background. Only her rather round butt, right hind leg, and part of her tail are visible.
September 13, 2025 at 7:23 PM
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We all know it’s his signature.
A stereotypical cheeseburger. The top bun on the left of the orange ceramic plate is topped with lettuce, tomato, red onion and pickles. The burger on the bottom bun is covered with melted cheddar cheese and a slice of Virginia ham. Severe with the burger is a honey mustard sauce in a small metal container. Beside it is a large metal holder stuffed with thick cut fries. Will it crush your soul to know that, while it looks delicious, the burger is tough and overcooked? The fries are pretty good though, especially when dunked in the honey mustard sauce.
September 10, 2025 at 1:05 PM
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Testing the buttercream frosting. There was cake, as previously threatened. A slice of it was consumed. We will not be taking questions at this time.
On a rose-patterned bedsheet, a middle-aged tortie faces slightly away from the camera. Her tongue is covering the top of her nose, which may have dipped into the remnant of buttercream frosting on the plate in front of her. The cake was consumed from the flower-decorated porcelain tea plate by the middle-aged camera-holder who is not in the picture. Both sentient creatures are quite pleased with themselves.
September 7, 2025 at 5:36 PM
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I think this is her saying good night?
A cat is lying on a bed covered in a fitted sheet with a pattern of pink roses. Only the tail and bright white back paws of the cat, a tortie, are visible. It’s clearly an attic room with traditional knee walls, painted white. There’s an oak side table to the right of the image. On the table is a box of lactase pills and a Tiffany style lamp with a flower motif shade and a heavy cast iron base.
September 4, 2025 at 3:48 AM