It ain’t much, but it’s honest. Add me @haleybewritin if you wanna be NaNoPals. #NaNoWriMo #writingcommunity

Writing really is my safe space. The world is so crazy. I fly to these blank pages and find peace. #writingcommunity

I’m so inspired by all of you, even though I don’t say it nearly enough. Thank you for being. 🥰

As a creative alive in the world today, it’s okay to feel like part of the band still playing aboard the sinking Titanic. Moving forward, let us dare to hope our measures will be more prized notes in someone’s salvation song than the last wail heard of a melancholy dirge. #vss365

I promise to interact here more. Someday. I see that is apparently the point of all this. Just gimme a second. I’m trying to teach myself to remember to eat and drink water at regular intervals. Thanks for your patience. Also, if you are a writer, please follow me so I can return the gesture. 🙏🏾🥹☺️

“Will you still love me after we’re converted?” she asked. The metal electrodes against their steel bodies made his voice into a warble, so he screamed back at her from across the lab. “You are my analog dream come true and wild digital horses couldn’t drag me away.” #vss365

She’s cozy with who she is, comfortable in her skin. So what it‘s not originally hers.

If the hide’s too loose, she folds or pins. But one time the ankles didn’t quite reach and she was stuck in fleshy capris for days. To her delight, at least it had pockets. #vss365 #vssmurder

Day 4: Talk To Me. I think this is the first Australian horror film I’ve ever seen. #31DaysofHalloween #31DaysOfHorror

“Wisdom is for the old,” the boy said. “Me? I’m young. I want to fly.”

He tied the bright red cords around his arms, gave the ochre beeswax and umber feather rigs a tug, and leapt from the tower.

“Who wants to live forever anyway?” he said, gliding towards the sun. #vss365