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Write Faster, Theo
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Writing a book. Tell me to write faster. Voice actor for The New Century Multiverse by Alex Shaw. NB. Je travaille d'arrache-pied pour que mon chien puisse une vie meilleure. 🏳️‍🌈🖤🩶🤍💜🧑‍💻🧑‍🎨
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"Spend" - #wipsnips from chapter 5, meet Maura's parole officer Miles Ladon, aka And Then There's This Asshole

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"You spent over fifty dollars at someplace called Bruja Burger?" "Not all at once. They've got good burgers. And they have a live band every other Wednesday." "I've never heard of this place." "It's only been open like, six months, I think? They have a food truck that posts up downtown, too, that's how I found out about the brick-and-mortar." "On Sandy Boulevard. That's a fair distance out of your way." I had nothing to say to that. This man really expected me to confine my movement in this city to work and my apartment? Clearly I was making surreptitious forays into the northeast district to make a major drug deal in a bougie fast-casual, you ass. -excerpt from Scoundrel
November 17, 2025 at 6:17 PM
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None of these choads have an original thought.
Twitter/X search for "evil in their blood" revealing a result of endless repetition of the sexist "women have so much evil in their blood that God has to drain it once a month" joke from all over
November 11, 2025 at 7:32 PM
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If you see this, post your bird art 🐦‍⬛
(yes, it's a #harpy, close enough)
A digital painting of a lush jungle with light streaming down from the canopy onto a harpy, her black plumage iridescent with green and blue.
November 10, 2025 at 6:20 PM
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("Little" might be one of my worst filler words. There's way too many instances.)

Maura's technique to make friends is to just act like you're already besties. It works rather well and she'll need that when shit gets real later on.

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"Hello again." The woodshaper harpy visibly flinched and looked up, frozen with one hatchling pinned under a wing and the other hatchling slipping out of reach to tumble right into the (still unlit, fortunately) makeshift hearth. "Oh— I didn't see you— Suna, get out of there— I'm sorry again about earlier—" I stopped her with a hand up and a warm chuckle. "No need. You've clearly got your hands full with these two. Come on, there's plenty room at the oldmother's hearth with me. I could carry your things if you need to grab the little ones." She blinked, her mouth opening and shutting a few times before she could stammer out a response. "Y-yes, I... thank you." "I'm Maura." She flashed me a small, shy smile as I picked up her little platter of food. "...Rafa." -excerpt from Scoundrel
November 8, 2025 at 6:15 PM
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"Might" - Maura is getting a taste of harpy clannishness and has some thoughts to share.

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"So friendly here," I muttered to no one, walking away. "Might buy property, settle down, join the HOA. Also, let me just pull a compass out of my ass because which the hell way is east?" -excerpt from Scoundrel
October 16, 2025 at 4:51 PM
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"Vibrant"? From this aesthetic?
Photo of an Apple Store. It is devoid of color, warmth, and humanity.
October 13, 2025 at 5:52 PM
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Please enjoy this regular occurrence in my house.
October 11, 2025 at 3:48 AM
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Fanart of Astarion from Baldur's Gate 3 holding his hands up in a protective gesture, his face a grimace of disgust. Speech caption reads simply, "Ew"
October 9, 2025 at 8:13 PM
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When you find yourself in a magical land with funny terminology...

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Greensap, gall nest, rootwell, tickbane. Candy-colored giant jungle nonsense. If I climbed up into that nest only to find a white rabbit in a waistcoat with a pocket watch, I would just go back to the river and let it take me. -excerpt from Scoundrel
October 3, 2025 at 3:14 AM
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yeah, be nice to the random weirdo who literally fell out of the sky yesterday or the sweet little old blind lady won't sell you any booze, ~ g o s h ~

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"Who is she, oldmother? Is it wise to let a stranger paw through your stock like that?" Someone murmured as I went inside later for another jug of wine. Rude. I was literally just inside the entrance. My tailfeathers hadn't even cleared the drape. "Oh, Maura? She had a bit of a mishap yesterday and needed a rest, that's all," Izoma was telling them, in a breezy dismissive tone. "She's been such good help, though, don't you go scaring her off." -excerpt from Scoundrel
October 1, 2025 at 5:03 AM
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No mire, but a marsh. And the first clue that all is not well in the jungle nation of the Singing Tree.

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"Where are you from?" Izoma asked. "A bit chancy to be traveling alone. Where's your coterie?" "My—" A coterie was like a group or a gang, right? I gave that a firm maybe; context was not my friend right now. "I don't really have one." Izoma paused again, her head tilted and brows furrowed in concern. "Oh my, I should have guessed. So many are coming from the downriver groves lately. I'm sorry, I don't mean to be insensitive." So this dream came with jargon and lore, why not. "Don't worry about it. I don't." "If you say so. They say Blue Marsh is completely unlivable now. What a shame. They used to have the best snail-roe I've ever tasted— once cost me twenty drops to have just one little jug delivered this far, and that was ages ago..." -excerpt from Scoundrel
September 26, 2025 at 6:05 PM
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At that moment I almost stepped on a spider that was big enough to qualify as a purse chihuahua. -excerpt from Scoundrel, chapter 4
September 20, 2025 at 10:28 PM
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their own fault for using nothing more than velcro, really

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I gambled on going towards the sun as it peeked here and there through the canopy far above. The Girl Scouts had been a non-starter for me as a kid— on account of me stealing random badges off other girls' sashes— but I at least knew that if it was still morning-ish then the sun had to be east-ish. -excerpt from Scoundrel
September 15, 2025 at 5:45 PM
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#amwriting #dog
September 12, 2025 at 6:01 PM
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Maura isn't an outside person. (god I hope this is as funny to others as it is to me.)

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At that moment I almost stepped on a spider that was big enough to qualify as a purse chihuahua. "SHIT—!!" Entirely without my permission, my body sprang to the top of a root-arch, six feet off the ground. The spider was rearing up to wave its hairy front legs at me. I scowled, feeling every feather on my body standing on end, and dug claws into the bark where I clung. "You," I informed the eight-legged horror, "can fuck right off." -excerpt from Scoundrel
September 10, 2025 at 8:21 PM
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Having a rough week and making no progress. Have this snippet.

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Being early had netted me one more advantage in the form of being first at the coffeemaker. One of the guys had taken to brewing some godawful niche gimmick beans ordered off a trendy internet personality, a sin that would not go unanswered once I found out who. This was Portland. There was a loft cafe selling fresh bags of perfectly lovely medium roast literally across the damn street. -excerpt from Scoundrel
September 4, 2025 at 6:34 PM
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"Rock. Rock. Maternal gesture." --Eda Clawthorne

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"Okay, hey, lookit me!" I could make funny faces, babies liked that, right? In lieu of jingling keys I plucked a fern frond from the ground and flitted it at their noses. The one on the right thought this was comedy of the highest order, shrieking with laughter and falling over. The one on the left tried to eat the fern. Mixed results, but I'd played for worse audiences. -excerpt from Scoundrel
August 30, 2025 at 5:37 PM
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Someday soon I should sit down and draw/explore some harpy food. Food is a great worldbuilding tool.

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Norami's hesitation vanished and she dug into a satchel that hung off her hip, flashing me a grin. "It's steamed wyvern and pollnut stuffed buns this evening. Careful, traveler, Izoma likes them spicy." If she thought that was a deterrent- "So do I, actually." There was a snort from behind. Another harpy, parakeet yellow and green, smiled broadly and hopped closer. "Norami, that's not a challenge. Give her one of the regular ones, I know you make them too." "She's going to eat it cold no matter what it tastes like," Norami retorted, making the trade with Izoma, "if she doesn't get the fire going." -excerpt from Scoundrel
August 28, 2025 at 5:45 PM
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she's stuck in a birdlike body and no one told Maura about rousing; but it's fine, mild body horror builds character and just wait till she finds out about preening

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I stood, and out of nowhere this freakish bird body gave itself a quick shake. Feathers puffed out down my back, the mane rustled about my ears and neck, and the wings flared and stretched and kicked up bits of leaf-litter with the air caught underneath. It was like a sneeze or a yawn, full-body and completely involuntary, and done as quickly as it had come over me. Feathers abruptly flattening, I snapped the wings closed against myself and froze. I'd just shaken myself like a dog. --excerpt from Scoundrel
August 27, 2025 at 6:28 PM
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bird ladies, getcher bird ladies here
#scoundrel #amwriting #conceptart #digitalart #harpy #harpies #fantasyart #birb
Concept art for a character named Maura, a harpy with iridescent black feathers and dark iridescent grey spiny-scaly features Concept art for a character named Rafa, a harpy with iridescent copper and turquoise feathers and pebbly copper scales Concept art for a character named Diya, a harpy with iridescent white and black feathers, swallowtail tail feathers, and antique-gold scales Stock photos of the birds that inspired the design of the harpy characters: a common raven, a common kingfisher, and a swallowtail kite.
August 17, 2025 at 6:07 PM
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Maura and her boss Hector "Heck" Beaufort discuss equipment malfunction. #wipsnips #writesky #amwriting #writingcommunity
I found Heck at the walkie-talkie charging station, puttering with buttons as he consulted a yellowing owner's manual. "Sorry," I said. "I slept through all my alarms." "I figured so," Heck replied, squinting at the manual. "It was bound to happen, you were running on fumes. Gene tell you the walkies are down?" "Yeah, guess we'll have to communicate across the floor by Pony Express?" Heck snorted. "I'm considering carrier pigeons." -excerpt from Scoundrel
August 5, 2025 at 5:37 PM
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"Trash" : My protagonist continues to have an absolutely terrible diet. #wipsnips #writesky #writingcommunity #amwriting
Dinner was something from a corner store that purported to be bacon, egg, and cheese on an English muffin but whose packaging had grossly overestimated its status as food. I managed half of it before the thought of taking one more tasteless, stale bite made me chuck it in the next trash can I passed. -excerpt from Scoundrel
July 28, 2025 at 5:33 PM
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"Apologize" -- this character spends most of her early character arc overapologizing, hard to pick one instance. #wipsnips #writesky #amwriting #writingcommunity
"You cured the sap!" It was Hazi, in no more pleasant a mood, squawking as she came down out of the tree and charged at Turquose-feathers. "It's solid amber at the join! Why would you do that?" Turquoise shrank in on herself. "I-I'm sorry-" "Ttssch, really?" The first harpy, who'd been about to hand something to Turquoise, pulled back. "That branch is going to die in a season, now. We'll have to move Hazi's nest before the monsoons begin." "And there's thorns!" Hazi wailed, pacing with her shoulder-feathers at full fluff. "Thorns, what kind of woodshaper sings up thorns?!" -excerpt from Scoundrel
July 28, 2025 at 2:53 AM
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A caucasian couple sits at a fancy restaurant table, the woman looks beleaguered and the man self-important. "I'm not racist," the man says, gesturing smugly, as a waiter approaches from behind a large word "BUT" sitting prominently on a tray.
July 15, 2025 at 12:34 AM
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Let's dump a lifelong Portlander into a ridiculously huge and dangerous tropical jungle, what could possibly go wrong? #wipsnips #writesky #writingcommunity #amwriting
The sound of something rustling through the brush brought me up short. I let out my breath and froze. There were animal noises— hooting, chirping, an occasional rumble-- all around, but this was close. I couldn't tell how close, or see any difference in the movement of the leaves. The rustling stopped, and I squinted into the swiftly darkening forest. The nearby thing or things started braying loudly. I scurried up into the tree. --excerpt from Scoundrel
July 14, 2025 at 11:13 PM