Stephanie B. Sierra
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Stephanie B. Sierra
@stesierra.bsky.social
Cat lover, fantasy writer, and amateur cake artist. Cats are Blue and Tangerine. (She/her.) New mom, kind of toddler crazy.
I haven't been on social media much lately. But the Neil Gaiman situation has me losing faith in a lot of people in my genre who defended him when this first came out. My prayers are with the victims.
January 15, 2025 at 9:06 PM
It's my birthday today! Happy birthday to me. I'm old and just going to take it easy.
January 8, 2025 at 7:12 PM
Finally got caught up on the Locked Tomb series and the wait for the next book is going to kill me.
January 3, 2025 at 5:48 PM
I celebrated the new year in Animal Crossing because my toddler thinks it's the coolest game ever. I bet your ball drop didn't have talking raccoons.
January 1, 2025 at 4:36 PM
I am so anti new year party that I have fled three and a half hours to a small hotel solely so I don't have to hear the neighbors set off fireworks in the street outside my house. If the ball drops, don't tell me.
January 1, 2025 at 1:12 AM
Reposted by Stephanie B. Sierra
people tell you the best thing about having written a book is getting to call yourself a published author or sharing your vision with the world but really the best thing about having written a book is that you don't have to write it anymore
December 30, 2024 at 7:13 PM
Ignore the shredded wrapping paper. The cleaning crew (me) is on strike until the next year.
December 31, 2024 at 5:56 PM
My sunbeam brings all the boys to the yard.
December 31, 2024 at 5:54 PM
My toddler knows I love him, because there is no doubt in his tiny mind that a single flap of his little hands means Mommy will give him half her In and Out cheeseburger. After he'd already eaten an entire Costco hotdog.
December 30, 2024 at 10:53 PM
If you want to destroy the world after hanging out with family or inlaws this holiday season, I highly recommend fucking off into the middle of nowhere and playing in the dirt with a toddler. It does wonders.
December 30, 2024 at 12:01 AM
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“What will you do with your one wild and precious life?” I hear my creative writing professor whisper, as my seven year old repeatedly body slams me because we’ve run out of Goldfish crackers.
December 29, 2024 at 11:29 PM
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Since this has come up repeatedly in the last few days—no, you do not need to take down your bird feeder because of avian flu. The USDA is not worried about spillover from songbirds. The wild reservoirs are WATERFOWL.
December 29, 2024 at 9:33 PM
I really liked Jimmy Carter. Rest in peace.
December 29, 2024 at 10:29 PM
Leaving town for the wilderness! No people no cars nothing! It's going to be PERFECT.
December 29, 2024 at 6:22 PM
Eating cookies in bed because fuck everything, that's why. Peanut butter chocolate chunk. Gonna stay in here forever.
December 29, 2024 at 3:45 PM
The worst part of being a teetotaler is when you have an absolutely garbage Christmas, there's nothing you can do. Bleh.
December 29, 2024 at 2:49 AM
Went to the lake where there are no people. I still hate everything but a little bit less.
December 29, 2024 at 12:35 AM
For every real person that follows me, I get ten bots. Where are the writers on here? I swear I'm one of you. When brain is working.
December 28, 2024 at 10:39 PM
I really want to write again.
December 28, 2024 at 10:34 PM
I'm so spent after Christmas. I want to read Nona the Ninth but my brain is leaking out my ears.
December 27, 2024 at 11:18 PM
Glad Christmas in law visiting is over. I don't take parenting advice from my sister in law who says girls are harder because you have to care about their feelings. She is obsessed with spanking and hates boys.
December 26, 2024 at 5:58 PM
I'm like a vampire in that I have to be invited places or I don't show up. This leads to problems with my inlaws, who text me at 12:30 on Christmas day to ask if I'm coming to lunch or not. After I already started cooking.
December 25, 2024 at 9:45 PM
I suspect this will be the last year the toddler sleeps in on Christmas. He has no idea what is to come. But I'm awake and ready for presents!
December 25, 2024 at 4:35 PM
Reposted by Stephanie B. Sierra
Dear Santa,
You didn’t get me the thesaurus I asked for and now I’m mad. You made me really mad. I’m mad at you
December 25, 2024 at 2:10 PM
I love having a toddler. I filled his stocking with apples and he went nuts. He loves apples so much. Merry Christmas to us, and merry Christmas to everyone on here who celebrates.
December 25, 2024 at 3:07 PM