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@jillwrites.bsky.social
“Newie Summers & the Comedian Firefighter”: Post-9/11 NYC Storyline all the way

Normal Theater Stuff, WEREWOLVES, 🌳, see?

Everyone interprets their own Instagram.

I’m a Net Artist. Ask me Net stuff.

My Philosopher name is Pigeon. 📿🧘‍♀️
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Thanks to The Office of NYU Knows What It’s Doing, I’m signing off from the internet for a little while. (I’m 90s NYU hardcoregonnaNewYork. And I’m a 5 borough native, so. Getting back to my roots.)
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December 18, 2025 at 12:03 PM
Ha, that’s funny.
December 18, 2025 at 12:02 PM
This is a funny autocorrect whoops. John Travolta as opera. 💯
December 2, 2025 at 1:12 AM
This sounds good 💯✔️
October 31, 2025 at 12:47 AM
I could basically only be more like John Traviata if I were just actually nearly-related. Otherwise… Mom… buy me pizza.
a man in a red shirt says me enjoying in front of a restaurant
ALT: a man in a red shirt says me enjoying in front of a restaurant
media.tenor.com
October 31, 2025 at 12:39 AM
It’s like the Oregon Trail, but the rest of you have never had to be named Jack or Jill [unless you have had to].
October 28, 2025 at 10:00 PM
Trimmed my bangs again a few days ago
Salt moon lamp, new money tree

Writing Dead Photographers Lore
October 28, 2025 at 9:24 PM
My family keeps trying to donate cancer to me. It’s a little weird.
October 4, 2025 at 4:56 PM
Can’t sleep at all. Let’s talk civics then. I did not vote for Donald Trump. How is everyone this fine 4:30am-ish NYC morning.
October 3, 2025 at 8:27 AM
Weird financial bros keep trying to come back from the dead to mansplain how they think my intended fashion blog can be co-opted for them to just interrupt me instead.
September 19, 2025 at 11:58 PM
I lost my will to dermatology. #wtfidontlikethis
September 19, 2025 at 11:57 PM
There are chirping things outside my window that sound just like the ticking on 60 Minutes. #naturesclock
September 19, 2025 at 11:57 PM
Thanks to The Office of NYU Knows What It’s Doing, I’m signing off from the internet for a little while. (I’m 90s NYU hardcoregonnaNewYork. And I’m a 5 borough native, so. Getting back to my roots.)
September 19, 2025 at 11:23 PM
Also, my bed isn’t their banker’s box.
September 14, 2025 at 2:02 AM
My MFA isn’t their banker’s box. It’s a serious commitment to my own career path.
September 14, 2025 at 2:01 AM
Ideas of finding an audience separate from oneself

And so, here I am, Bluesky.
September 9, 2025 at 6:28 AM
I’d like to thank the Sesame Street Muppets for drawing with me.
September 4, 2025 at 11:46 AM
Finally, I have reason to invent a Death Brigade of my own.
September 2, 2025 at 4:14 PM
This is

JillWrites: More Goth Than Ever Before
September 2, 2025 at 4:14 PM
And gave myself a bangs & fringe haircut
September 1, 2025 at 1:47 AM
Salt moon lamp, new money tree

Writing Dead Photographers Lore
September 1, 2025 at 1:46 AM
Ok, listen: Cultural Narratology
August 31, 2025 at 11:52 PM
“As bookish as Indiana Jones, Jill is an endearing comedian.”
August 7, 2025 at 9:25 PM