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Don't curse the messenger.

"Let's do the Lemon Test," Fred suggests. Xyr tone is high and clipped, less like the chirp of a bird and more like the tinkling of a windchime made of old silverware, dulled knives and all. Xyr face is lit eerily from underneath by the candle xe's just lit. "Except instead of looking for a curse, we'll have it tell us if your life is really as shitty as your attitude."

urban fantasy | splatter horror | murder mystery | haunted house | sapphic romance | polyamory | dysfunctional siblings | trans inclusive feminist themes | explicit sex scenes

Curse The Messenger, first draft currently 33k

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The girl is running from the house, as feared.

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“Embrace in Fragments” by Alisher Kushakov

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Franz Kafka, 1912

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Dadu Shin.

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Aurora.

Source: NASA

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Magdalen Cloisters in the Summer - Francis Hamel , 2024.

British , b. 1963 -

Oil on linen , 96 x 46 cm.

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My day in pictures.

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A Brief Summary of My Twenty-Seventh Week of 2025

My most listened to song this week was safeword by Halsey. I didn't like it when it first came out, but now I fully have it on repeat. I guess the stars just weren't right before.

The runner up was Life by Mother Mother.

My favorite original fiction I read this month was my own first draft of Curse The Messenger lmao.

My favorite fanfiction this week was once again Redemption Baby by Malcifer. It usually takes the spot any week it updates.

My favorite thing I watched this week was, as I'm sure you can guess, Taskmaster. My sister and I went to a cinema bar for a watch party of the finale, and during the breaks they did their own audience-participation set of Tasks. It was really fun! But more importantly, I wanna go back to the place.

I wrote 1528 words this week. At long last, all of those words went towards Curse The Messenger. We're so back.

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my brother started calling our cat "doobie brother" which he then lengthened to "dubious brother" and has since morphed into "brother dubious" like he's some sort of fucked up little monk

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Eric Kogan

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"this is DEFINITELY written by AI, I can tell because it uses the writing quirks that AI uses (because it was trained on real people who write with those quirks)"

c'mon dudes we have got to do better than this

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[staggering to my feet and wiping a single perfect drip of blood from my mouth] i have to get back on my bullshit. no matter the cost

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One guard lies. One guard tells the truth. One guard thinks he's telling the truth but operates from deeply unsound epistemological principles that were inculcated by his elders to steer him to specific predefined conclusions, he's not lying but nothing he says is as actionable as he thinks it is. One guard is honest but he's got that thing where he keeps confusing your left and right with his left and right, and even when it's just him he's always got to stop and think for a second to remember which is which, and long story short he's never once said the correct door on the first try. One guard says whatever the first guard to speak says because he's afraid of being left out. One guard claims the opposite of whoever was first to speak because he's a contrarian. One guard does that fuckass postmodern "what is truth" song and dance because he doesn't actually know which door is the correct one, he lost the briefing packet and for obvious reasons he can't pick a door to check in person. Defeats the whole point if you can come back

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its gonna be nothing like you planned

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𝐂𝐮𝐫𝐦𝐮𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐨𝐧

Originally: a mean-spirited or miserly person. In later use more usually: a gruff, irritable, or cantankerous (esp. elderly) man.