Azure Arther
@litgalz.bsky.social
I read, write, teach, mom. WOTF winner, children's author, poet, playwright, novelist. Editor for Tales and Feathers, first reader for Augur. Stories somewhere.
Went rowing today. Was lovely. Taught a poetry class today. Was exquisite. Ate fresh fruit and pizza and pastries and Chipotle. Was greedy.
Such a gorgeous Saturday.
Such a gorgeous Saturday.
September 14, 2025 at 2:40 AM
Went rowing today. Was lovely. Taught a poetry class today. Was exquisite. Ate fresh fruit and pizza and pastries and Chipotle. Was greedy.
Such a gorgeous Saturday.
Such a gorgeous Saturday.
How many times have I done this?!
...yes.
...yes.
July 14, 2025 at 2:53 AM
How many times have I done this?!
...yes.
...yes.
Just a little light reading for the weekend. Doing all graphic novels for the next week or so. Because yes.
July 5, 2025 at 8:38 PM
Just a little light reading for the weekend. Doing all graphic novels for the next week or so. Because yes.
Pantsers know this space intimately. I am such a farmer.
June 23, 2025 at 9:20 PM
Pantsers know this space intimately. I am such a farmer.
I BOUGHT SOOOO MANY BOOKS and graphic novels and wait they're not even all in this picture!
June 8, 2025 at 2:06 AM
I BOUGHT SOOOO MANY BOOKS and graphic novels and wait they're not even all in this picture!
We had a great time at Dallas FanExpo last weekend. Still thinking about it. I lurved this outfit.
June 8, 2025 at 2:04 AM
We had a great time at Dallas FanExpo last weekend. Still thinking about it. I lurved this outfit.
June 1, 2025 at 11:18 PM
February 28, 2025 at 3:19 PM
My number one songs on Spotify's wrapped surprised me but this didn't. Years in a row, babeee. #jessiereyez
December 5, 2024 at 4:25 AM
My number one songs on Spotify's wrapped surprised me but this didn't. Years in a row, babeee. #jessiereyez
And we're off.
One last morning in this beautiful place. Who knew I would grow to love New Mexico? Last year I made 204 subs and was rejected 158 times. Once the new year hit, the subs and rejections kept coming, but the Santa Fe Art Institute was on the horizon. (1)
One last morning in this beautiful place. Who knew I would grow to love New Mexico? Last year I made 204 subs and was rejected 158 times. Once the new year hit, the subs and rejections kept coming, but the Santa Fe Art Institute was on the horizon. (1)
July 25, 2024 at 1:17 PM
And we're off.
One last morning in this beautiful place. Who knew I would grow to love New Mexico? Last year I made 204 subs and was rejected 158 times. Once the new year hit, the subs and rejections kept coming, but the Santa Fe Art Institute was on the horizon. (1)
One last morning in this beautiful place. Who knew I would grow to love New Mexico? Last year I made 204 subs and was rejected 158 times. Once the new year hit, the subs and rejections kept coming, but the Santa Fe Art Institute was on the horizon. (1)
This poem, a play on Old MacDonald, in Issue 33 of the Fairfield Scribes' "Scribes *Micro* Fiction" TICKLED ME. Read the whole poem here:
www.fairfieldscribes.com/issue-33.html
www.fairfieldscribes.com/issue-33.html
September 16, 2023 at 4:04 AM
This poem, a play on Old MacDonald, in Issue 33 of the Fairfield Scribes' "Scribes *Micro* Fiction" TICKLED ME. Read the whole poem here:
www.fairfieldscribes.com/issue-33.html
www.fairfieldscribes.com/issue-33.html