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Lizzie Blackwood
@lizzieblackwood.bsky.social
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SFFH/Romance writer, occasional artsy craftsy person, and certified bog witch. Queerer every year. She/her.
Website: lizzieblackwood.com
Mastodon: https://wandering.shop/@lizzie_blackwood
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Lizzie Blackwood @lizzieblackwood.bsky.social · Dec 5
For any new folks:

Hello! I'm Lizzie Blackwood, writer of queer romantic speculative fiction, mother of cats, cultivator of native plants. I support trans rights. AI users get blocked.

Current WIP in edits is a slow burn alien/human romance. Fellow demisexual monsterlovers, I've got you covered! 💕
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clericofthevoid.bsky.social
Okay just for ✨the holidays✨ I tossed up an old modern au fic I wrote a few years ago on ao3. It’s a band au/holiday fic and it’s like 14k because we all know I have no chill when it comes to word count 🫶🏻

It’s cheesy, fluffy, with a dose of angst & a playlist—

archiveofourown.org/works/748221...
Drawing of Kye and Jude in a studio apartment, sitting on a yellow couch in front of a coffee table with little knickknacks on it and some albums propped up against it. Kye is curled up in the couch, leaning on the back in a button down shirt with a harness over top cause she is that person. She is watching Jude and looking to have some feelings about it. Jude is on the other end of the couch with an acoustic guitar, eyes closed and singing while she plays. Her hair is down and hanging loose. She is wearing a simple shirt, jeans with holes in the knees and boots. There is warm soft lighting coming from presumably the kitchen and the rest of the apartment is cool and dark. Big windows behind them show Christmas lights against the night sky.
November 27, 2025 at 1:28 AM
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ada-hoffmann.bsky.social
I just found out @tachyonpub.bsky.social is having a Black Friday / year end sale!

Everything on their website is going for 30% off - and I mean *everything* everything, including pre-orders for IGNORE ALL PREVIOUS INSTRUCTIONS... 😇
An ad that says, "30th anniversary Year end sale! 30% off sitewide until the end of 2025. Use code YEAREND30. Tachyonpublications.com." In the background there is a collage of covers of different Tachyon books.
November 26, 2025 at 9:34 PM
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kelsijosilva.bsky.social
Reminding myself once again that it is not a race.
Comic of a woman picking flowers and then having a nice kiss. Text reads: slow down. Take your time. When you're ready, you'll bloom, too.
November 26, 2025 at 7:51 PM
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foxesandroses.bsky.social
An unflinching and erotic story that examines abusive relationships and their emotionally fraught nature, loneliness and the need for connection, and the fabric of space time as a partner!

(Insert joke about "hard" science fiction here.)

by @p-h-lee.bsky.social in @reactorsff.bsky.social
Timelike Curves, Spacelike Curves - Reactor
Is it bad to cheat on your boyfriend with the fabric of space and time?
reactormag.com
November 26, 2025 at 6:32 PM
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aimeecozza.com
just 126 ebooks
or 25 paperbacks
and this project will be funded!
almost all pledge levels include the audiobook production but you don't HAVE to listen to it
November 26, 2025 at 3:47 PM
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ingloriousgigi.bsky.social
FYI: don't quote song lyrics in your books. This is not fan fiction where you can get away with that. Quoting someone else's intellectual property will get you sued.
November 26, 2025 at 5:57 PM
lizzieblackwood.bsky.social
Who is this International Mollusca of Mystery? Who is he here to help? How did he book a train out of Aotearoa New Zealand?
hookandquillpress.com Hook & Quill Press @hookandquillpress.com · 10h
I guess Quillbert tired himself out from all that swimming and hopped on a train for the next leg of his book-related adventure. He gave me another hint about what he's up to, though! He said there's someone he's trying to help out?

#writingcommunity #quillbert4ever #writers
A plush octopus gazes out a train window at some lovely bare autumn trees
November 26, 2025 at 5:22 PM
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42fold.studio
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November 7, 2025 at 4:02 PM
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eliwoodsgheist.com
Happy #WIPSnips 26 - Impede > Block!

From BLUDEYE BEACH. It's really very safe, so long as you're not doing anything dangerous 😉
Kathleen was left standing on what was barely a path. Christopher had completely bypassed a trailhead marker, following what seemed no better than the favored route of local wildlife. He was nowhere in sight. The thick foliage blocked her view from seeing another living soul. She distinctly did not feel alone. “Christopher?” Her voice was unrecognizable, high and shrill. There was no answer. She took a cautious step forward. The hairs on the back of her neck rose in prickling waves. The sweat on her body cooled rapidly, sending a shiver through her flesh.   A low growl from somewhere in the trees. It was guttural. Wet. Far, far too close.
November 26, 2025 at 3:59 PM
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walkerharris.net
CW: Severe wound and magical healing of it

One character that surprised me in Felcrown is Dignity's badass mom, Hope Dunandrien. I knew she'd be a former adventurer but between that and moms being tough in general, she is unstoppable and become a really fun side character.

#WIPSnips #DnD #WriteSky
Screenshot of a work-in-progress manuscript with the word 'stop' highlighted. “It’s—” Hope covered her mouth and coughed up a handful of blood. Dignity rushed over to her and put her hands on her mother. She willed more healing power to manifest but nothing happened. “Mom, heal yourself, please! I’m trying but I can’t get it to work again.” Hope struggled to get air into her lungs but managed to remain completely calm. She forced a painful deep breath and coughed out the magical phrases while gesturing. Thankfully, her hands glowed again with the healing light as she put them to her chest. They could all hear several bones crunch back into place and the wet squelch of flesh resealing. Through it all, Hope’s only reaction was to pull her lips tight and hiss quietly. “Ok, I’m better now, you can stop fussing. Dignity and Rajak, can you get some wet towels from upstairs so that we can clean some of this up?”
November 26, 2025 at 2:41 PM
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rjmartinwrites.com
#WIPSnips

Synonym. Too tired 😴

#WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #QueerWriters #LGBTQWriters
“You played with a firelighter and resisted some weak songcasting. You didn’t shrug off a fucking lightning bolt.” “You didn’t have one to throw at me,” Elsa said. “Haven’t met a magic yet that didn’t roll off me like a gentle breeze.” Tyre shook her head. “Really. What are you, Elsa?” She crossed her arms, leveling one of her best glares on Tyre. “I’m just me. I didn’t ask to be the only Null Mage born in the last hundred years, but I am, and chance granted me the training to do what no one else can. To protect people. To stop terrible things from happening. So I’ll keep doing it, until I get unlucky or age prevents me. Anything less would be a betrayal of this gift.”
November 26, 2025 at 2:37 PM
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professoremily.bsky.social
#WIPSnips #amwriting #writingcommunity #writers #writesky

Fun fact: in the original Wizard of Oz, the Emerald City wasn't actually emerald. The Wizard just made everyone wear green spectacles so it looked like it 😎

From #Tenement, my dystopian mystery about people living in an infinite building.
Some of the comments, however, had been written by my mother. My heart did a little dance the first time I recognized her loose, looping cursive. I’d had no idea that I would find her own words here in these pages. It was almost like being able to hear her voice again after all these years. Her comments were different from the ones left by the Librarians. She was always trying to draw the story back to our world—looking for a meaning beyond simple definitions. “The people are unable to see their true reality. Is it the same for us?” She had tried to tell me years ago. We were all wearing green spectacles. We were all looking through lenses that limited our view, blocked out all other colors, all other possibilities. There could be different ways. There could be other worlds. Had my mother finally made it to her own Oz? Why hadn’t she taken me with her?
November 26, 2025 at 1:51 PM
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woodenvelt.bsky.social
impede = block

From book 2 of my romantasy wip about a priest of the dead and a thief with a heart of gold.

#WIPSnips #WriteSky #WritingPrompts #WritingCommunity #Wrencer
“Good morning to you, erm…” The priest hesitated in mid bow, searching for the proper term of address. “Sacerem,” Wren whispered on his left. “Sacerem Letitia,” Spencer finished, straightening to meet the shade’s fiery gaze. She inclined her head ever so slightly at the honorific. A soft grating sound rumbled behind them as the door leading outside opened. The Fain priests turned and walked in their stiff, jerking gait towards the door. They didn’t look back or slow down. Clearly they assumed their guests would follow. “Not much of a greeting,” Bruce muttered behind the Fains’ backs, slightly offended. “Well, we barely understand anything they say. Maybe they didn’t think a conversation was worth the effort,” Spencer offered in an attempt to be fair to their hosts. The quartet shuffled out onto the landing and were greeted by a wall of warm, moist air and the bright glare of unfiltered sunshine. Spencer winced and threw up an arm to block the offending light. The memory of his dream, strolling through the night time streets of Urbe Mortuos where people conducted their business at a more reasonable hour, called alluringly to the priest. “Here,” Wren’s voice prompted Spencer to lower his arm and squint in her general direction. She was holding out his hat. “Thank you,” he took the offered headgear and tugged it down over his crown to cover the foolish grin that smeared itself across his face.
November 26, 2025 at 1:03 PM
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gunsmile.bsky.social
impede → block

I posted a later part of this scene once already, but...

In Chapter 2 of my space opera romantasy, THE CRUCIBLE OF THE BROKEN MOON, Daemrin confronts a minor antagonist in the form of Senan Wellay. Unfortunately, this will not be Wellay's last appearance. #WIPSnips #WritingCommunity
Waiting in front of these doors was a middle-aged man with a jutting paunch, smug smile, and a thin combover. He wore an official-looking jacket, bright red with a white sash pinned from shoulder to hip. As the group neared, he raised his hand, bringing them to a halt. “Welcome to the Golden Palace,” he said to the Katorgans in a high voice that grated on Daemrin’s ears. He spoke Imperial slowly, over-enunciating his words. “I’m Senan Wellay, Minister of Foreign Affairs. As you are foreign, I’m happy to assist in your… business transaction with the king.” “Where is he?” Daemrin asked. Wellay’s smile grew tight. “Just inside the Great Hall here. He’s in the middle of holding court, and we shouldn’t interrupt him.” “Sounds like the perfect time to interrupt him, actually.” Daemrin moved to shove past, but the guards flanking Wellay crossed their pikes in front of him, blocking Daemrin’s path. “I’m afraid you’re not permitted inside,” said the minister from behind the barrier. “Hand over Gillain to me, and I’ll wire your money to your account of choice.” Daemrin turned his head so the full visage of his helmet’s front bore down upon the smaller man. “I don’t think so. We went through this same bullshit back at the spaceport and I’m not about to go over it again. Let us through.”
November 26, 2025 at 1:00 PM
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5feetofredfury.bsky.social
#WIPSnips #WriteSky #writingprompt

Duels of Blood (Daisuke impedes traffic and Obito’s ability to think)
“You did promise to behave.” “Admittedly, a huge mistake on my part. Sojiro’s probably loads of fun to mess with.” Obito rolled his eyes. When he didn’t answer, Daisuke whirled around with a flap of his damp cloak, eyes bright and grin full of mischief as he kept walking backwards. A few people complained at his obliviousness, but ultimately went around him without directly confronting him—typical for Kinumura’s locals. “Fine,” he told Obito, batting his eyelashes. “I’ll only bully you while we’re here.” Obito grabbed him by the shoulders and spun him around once more, ignoring his indignant yelp and how warm his own face became at the little pest’s teasing. “Stop that. We have work to do.”
November 26, 2025 at 12:09 PM
lizzieblackwood.bsky.social
We have one "impede" for today's #WIPSnips! Clearly, some shenanigans are afoot ...
The first guard released me with only a little hesitation. “Of course." They nodded at one of the guards behind me and the rest of the hands holding me let go, followed shortly by the binding at my wrist. "We will not impede your business, Honored One. But you should really be more careful. You trust too easily." Nejra could not have put on a better affectation of a shrinking violet if she'd been an actual flower. "Of course, Officer. I am honored by your vigilance on my behalf."
November 26, 2025 at 4:10 PM
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kadoore.com
it's here
it's QUEER
it's the
2025 Queer Adult SFF Books list!!!!
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2025 Queer Adult Science Fiction & Fantasy Books
Welcome to the 2025 list of queer adult science-fiction and fantasy books! If you’re new to this dance, this list and the ones before (see: 2024, 2023, 2022, 2021, 2020, 2019) are my answer t…
kadoore.com
November 26, 2025 at 1:45 PM
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sarahgailey.bsky.social
Today's Love Letter is a stunning meditation on birdwatching and the loss of a friendship, from the one and only @amalelmohtar.com

stone-soup.ghost.io/love-letter-...
Why I Need the Birds
A Love Letters Feature by Amal El-Mohtar - November 2025
stone-soup.ghost.io
November 25, 2025 at 11:33 PM
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olinj.bsky.social
Women want one thing*, and it's disgusting.

*To turn ancient satyrs into their submissive lovers
Cover of the book GETTING MY GOAT: MONSTROUS ROCHESTER BOOK ONE by Jessica Olin. It features a cartoonish/comic bookish drawing of a satyr looking lovingly at a fat woman, plus there's a fat cat sitting on the table between them.
November 26, 2025 at 2:28 PM
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saraofwhimsy.bsky.social
ICYMI: get 25% off your Whimsy Station order with code: SaleSeason!

Runs through 11/30, and you also get a free baby sea monster with every order over $25.

I've added 80(!) items to the shop this week, so please look around! Also, there are a lot of magical sea creatures! #bsnm 🧶
A magical sea creature resting in a large scallop shell. It was created with many shades of green pearl and glitter polymer clay, rhinestones, and glass eyes. They are surrounded by green moss and crystals. Starry narwhal, covered in stars, sparkles, and rhinestones. They have large eyes and swirling horns. Their large glass eyes are accented with swirls and rhinestones. Three jewelry boxes with pocket watch cases. Each case has a handmade clay scene with a narwhal swimming over magical, swirly waves against a glittery night sky. An image with small colorful polymer clay sea monsters, beside it there is text, which reads: Whimsy Station Sale Time Get 25% off your order (code: SaleSeason!) through 11/30, AND all orders over $25 will get a free baby sea monster!
November 26, 2025 at 1:56 PM
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jd-rivers.com
🐺 A downtrodden ex-soldier.
🦭 A lost inn-owner.
❤️ Blossoming feelings.
🗡️ A dead body.
🏝️ An island, where justice is deadly.

Selkie x werewolf
Urban fantasy!

Buy direct: tinyurl.com/DPPSalt
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GR: tinyurl.com/ys57r2rm
TSG: tinyurl.com/2shv5aed

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The front cover of a book entitled The Salt in the Sea by J. D. Rivers. Stylized artwork shows two men in a loose embrace, one shorter, light-skinned, and pale-haired, the taller one dark haired and darker skinned, both in casual modern-esque clothes. The taller one kisses the shorter one on the forehead, his hand clasping the shorter one's cheek. They stand before a blood-red circle with a star on it, and a brilliant blue wave surges behind them. Illustration by: planetsandmagic Typesetting by: Hermits Writes
November 26, 2025 at 1:25 PM
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iniquitousfish.bsky.social
A small black and white comic. The comic shows me in four stages. At the beginning I am lurched over in my office chair, prepared to work hard. A speech bubble says: 'Okay. Time to lock in and-.' My cat's head is peeking up from around my lap. In the second part, my cat has started to crawl into my space. I look down at her, but am still distractedly saying: 'Time to lock-' In the third part my cat is starting to make herself comfortable on my chest, where she likes to be. I am succumbing, looking off in the distance saying: 'To-' By the fourth section, I have fully surrendered. She is sleeping on chest. It's all over.
November 12, 2025 at 7:58 PM
lizzieblackwood.bsky.social
Goodness, this octopus gets around! At this rate he'll be worthy of a theme song by Rockapella. 🤣
November 25, 2025 at 6:28 PM
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clericofthevoid.bsky.social
Women want one thing*, and it’s disgusting.

*An epic sapphic space fantasy about the rise of a dead cosmic god, the chronically-ill Herald of its arrival and the transfem Valkyrie who are just literally holding hands through the horrors.

the-hallowed.carrd.co
Book cover art for Name Her Holy by Aubrey Ennis. The cover has two women standing against a starry twilight background with a pale sun. At the forefront Kye stands facing forward, one hand held up with a cold flame and billowing black smoke. She is wearing dark purple robes with a high color and gold accents. She has dark wavy brown hair that comes to her chin, tan skin covered in light scars, and pale gray eyes. Behind her Jude stands in profile, a head taller than Kye. She is in leather armor stamped with meadow floral designs, holding a golden sword etched with light oak leaves. Jude is white, has long auburn hair in a braid with an undercut at the sides. She has a long scar across her nose and freckles on her cheeks. The sun rises behind her. A border of flowers and stars creates an arch above them with a deep purple background. Art by Aubrey Ennis.
November 25, 2025 at 6:09 PM
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restingdinoface.bsky.social
Leaves on your lawn? Good. Leaf them alone. 🍂
Leave the Leaves!
One of the most valuable ways to support pollinators and other invertebrates is to provide them with the shelter they need to survive the winter. Thankfully, all you need to do is do less yard work.
xerces.org
November 25, 2025 at 3:55 PM