Laurie Stone
lauriestone.bsky.social
Laurie Stone
@lauriestone.bsky.social
I hope to seduce you to read "Everything is Personal," named by Lithub one of the seven best literary publications on Substack. lauriestone.substack.com/subscribe
You want your audience to love a woman? Make sure she sacrifices her interests and the interests of women in general. Make sure she hobbles herself and collapses emotionally so that women are affirmed as essentially damaged. That's the reason for Kate Whyler.
October 25, 2025 at 2:15 PM
THE PASS AND THE HISTORY OF NOW.

He doesn't mean what he's saying. You don't understand him. He comes from a different time.

He means exactly what he's saying. I understand him perfectly. He controls my world. He has always controlled my world. And yours.
September 14, 2025 at 11:01 PM
Everyone is already steeped in the Fascist playbook. Step by step and value by value. It's every religion's view of women applied to everyone else.
September 14, 2025 at 10:26 PM
What would it sound like if a woman didn’t give a shit about what anyone thought of her and just went about the business of not trying to impress or win anyone to her side?
September 14, 2025 at 12:25 PM
A sweet message I found today in "notes from subscribers."
September 14, 2025 at 11:28 AM
NEW STACK: A MOMENT FOR NOT DEATH
The other night, I was awakened in the middle of sleep. A hot rash had bloomed on my arms and was snaking around other parts of my body. I turned on the light in the bathroom. It was a moment from The Exorcist. lauriestone.substack.com/p/a-moment-of-not-death
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September 12, 2025 at 7:59 PM
There is no man on the planet who hates women I will ever give two fucks about. I won't kill you, but you can go die.
September 12, 2025 at 7:57 PM
Is my flow strong?
Tales from diabetic testing.
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April 25, 2025 at 2:35 PM
February 24, 2025 at 5:37 PM
What happens when you watch a lot of streaming shows about spies and snipers.

The bullet hit my thigh midway between the hip and knee. There was time to be glad it hadn’t hit a vital organ. When you are shot, time opens up like a corridor in those dreams about discovering extra rooms in the house
February 23, 2025 at 1:49 PM
The information I am seeking to avoid is generally stapled to every tree like a sign for a missing dog.
February 12, 2025 at 9:50 PM
If you are researching examples of the fitness of men to run things, look no further than our present government.
February 12, 2025 at 9:32 PM
February 12, 2025 at 2:34 PM
One day in Washington Square Park, I came upon a troupe of acrobats performing on the paths. They were ragged and very beautiful in their juggling and feats of balance. They were indifferent to onlookers, who watched them with awe, the crowds expanding.
February 12, 2025 at 2:33 PM
January 30, 2025 at 2:53 PM
New stack post. Still warm from the oven.
January 25, 2025 at 2:24 PM
January 20, 2025 at 1:56 PM
It’s snowing, and my mistakes are beautiful, no two alike. When I was a kid they called it snow, the nothing on TV that vibrated. I was talking with a friend who is 53, and I realized that when I was 53 I would not have allowed myself to imagine the mind of a person who was 78.
January 6, 2025 at 8:01 PM
January 1, 2025 at 5:45 PM
What macho offers men is a way to feel good about despising the image of Woman—as restrictive, morally judgmental, repulsed by men’s animal nature, priggish—that men have invented. Men cheer Dylan and the Beats not in spite of their towering hatred of women but because of it.
December 29, 2024 at 7:16 PM
A Zoom on taking risks as a writer. Starts in one hour from 3 to 4 EST. For paid subscribers to the stack. Email me for a link: lauriestone@substack.com
December 28, 2024 at 6:51 PM
December 27, 2024 at 4:01 PM