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Martin John

@martinjohn.bsky.social

Dakelh Writer. Prose and comics. Dark fiction (horror). He/Him. Has a small white poodle mix who he adores. https://martinjohn.substack.com/ Living on the lands of lək̓ʷəŋən-speaking and W̱SÁNEĆ peoples.

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It used to be that people wanted a house with a little property.

Now they just want house.

01.12.2025 21:39 — 👍 1    🔁 0    💬 0    📌 0

Shit, we’ve reached that part where fifteen year olds tell us how much they liked this trilogy.

01.12.2025 15:57 — 👍 0    🔁 0    💬 1    📌 0
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A rather sketchy page of Tomine’s Optic Nerve

A rather sketchy page of Tomine’s Optic Nerve

Tomines cover for the New Yorker. A writer stares out at a movie being made in the street in front of her.

Tomines cover for the New Yorker. A writer stares out at a movie being made in the street in front of her.

For cartoonists feeling a bit low on their well—we all start somewhere. Here are two pages from Adrian Tomine thirty years apart.

30.11.2024 21:01 — 👍 9    🔁 3    💬 0    📌 0

Nothing I hate more than features I’ll never use.

That and companies telling me my intellectual property is actually theirs.

01.12.2025 01:42 — 👍 18    🔁 1    💬 0    📌 0

COMING SOON: AI + Guy™

01.12.2025 01:11 — 👍 5641    🔁 2156    💬 50    📌 22

They give and they taketh away (reference to the market on the cover).

01.12.2025 01:40 — 👍 2    🔁 0    💬 0    📌 0

IF YOU ARE TRYING TO MAKE A COMIC...

Please talk about it on this thread! I would love to hear what stage you are at, what is working well, and what has proven more difficult than you thought.

Share a bit of art, if you can!

Sing your own praises, if you like!

30.11.2025 16:17 — 👍 974    🔁 313    💬 322    📌 36

I can’t believe I’m saying this, but ‘remember when streamers used to drop the whole season’ is now an indicator for age.

You say this, you’re old.

30.11.2025 20:03 — 👍 2    🔁 0    💬 0    📌 0
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a man standing in front of a refrigerator with the words i 'll tell ya i don 't ALT: a man standing in front of a refrigerator with the words i 'll tell ya i don 't

My history professor telling me that grammar doesn’t matter for the final exam.

30.11.2025 19:13 — 👍 4    🔁 0    💬 0    📌 0

I think this might be my favourite.

30.11.2025 07:41 — 👍 1    🔁 0    💬 0    📌 0

Aerosmith>Guns and Roses.

29.11.2025 19:36 — 👍 0    🔁 0    💬 0    📌 0
art by Trevor Henderson, an orange-lit animal head--half dog half rat--looms over a huanted manor.

art by Trevor Henderson, an orange-lit animal head--half dog half rat--looms over a huanted manor.

art by ivyteas; illustration, the shadow of a girl cast over a brilliantly colored and covered display case, wallpaper, table

art by ivyteas; illustration, the shadow of a girl cast over a brilliantly colored and covered display case, wallpaper, table

BUY INDIE🖤☠️

For:
HAUNTED HOUSE fans who are pretty sure they've worn the genre out?

Try:

POSTHASTE MANOR by @jolietoomajan.bsky.social & @carsonwinter.bsky.social

DEHISCENT by Ashley Deng

store.tenebrouspress.com

29.11.2025 19:17 — 👍 23    🔁 9    💬 1    📌 3
No one saw him disembark in the unanimous night, no one saw the bamboo canoe sink into the sacred mud, but in a few days there was no one who did not know that the taciturn man came from the South and that his home had been one of those numberless villages upstream in the deeply cleft side of the mountain, where the Zend language has not been contaminated by Greek and where leprosy is infrequent. What is certain is that the grey man kissed the mud, climbed up the bank with pushing aside (probably, without feeling) the blades which were lacerating his flesh, and crawled, nauseated and bloodstained, up to the circular enclosure crowned with a stone tiger or horse, which sometimes was the color of flame and now was that of ashes. This circle was a temple which had been devoured by ancient fires, profaned by the miasmal jungle, and whose god no longer received the homage of men. The stranger stretched himself out beneath the pedestal. He was awakened by the sun high overhead. He was not astonished to find that his wounds had healed; he closed his pallid eyes and slept, not through weakness of flesh but through determination of will. He knew that this temple was the place required for his invincible intent; he knew that the incessant trees had not succeeded in strangling the ruins of another propitious temple downstream which had once belonged to gods now burned and dead; he knew that his immediate obligation was to dream. Toward midnight he was awakened by the inconsolable shriek of a bird. Tracks of bare feet, some figs and a jug warned him that the men of the region had been spying respectfully on his sleep, soliciting his protection or afraid of his magic. He felt a chill of fear, and sought out a sepulchral niche in the dilapidated wall where he concealed himself among unfamiliar leaves.

The Circular Ruins by Borges. It’s a good read.

28.11.2025 20:32 — 👍 1    🔁 1    💬 0    📌 0
No one saw him disembark in the unanimous night, no one saw the bamboo canoe sink into the sacred mud, but in a few days there was no one who did not know that the taciturn man came from the South and that his home had been one of those numberless villages upstream in the deeply cleft side of the mountain, where the Zend language has not been contaminated by Greek and where leprosy is infrequent. What is certain is that the grey man kissed the mud, climbed up the bank with pushing aside (probably, without feeling) the blades which were lacerating his flesh, and crawled, nauseated and bloodstained, up to the circular enclosure crowned with a stone tiger or horse, which sometimes was the color of flame and now was that of ashes. This circle was a temple which had been devoured by ancient fires, profaned by the miasmal jungle, and whose god no longer received the homage of men. The stranger stretched himself out beneath the pedestal. He was awakened by the sun high overhead. He was not astonished to find that his wounds had healed; he closed his pallid eyes and slept, not through weakness of flesh but through determination of will. He knew that this temple was the place required for his invincible intent; he knew that the incessant trees had not succeeded in strangling the ruins of another propitious temple downstream which had once belonged to gods now burned and dead; he knew that his immediate obligation was to dream. Toward midnight he was awakened by the inconsolable shriek of a bird. Tracks of bare feet, some figs and a jug warned him that the men of the region had been spying respectfully on his sleep, soliciting his protection or afraid of his magic. He felt a chill of fear, and sought out a sepulchral niche in the dilapidated wall where he concealed himself among unfamiliar leaves.

The Circular Ruins by Borges. It’s a good read.

28.11.2025 20:32 — 👍 1    🔁 1    💬 0    📌 0

Yup. 20 bucks usd.

28.11.2025 19:14 — 👍 1    🔁 1    💬 0    📌 0

5 animals I've seen in the wild.

Octopus.
Sockeye Salmon.
Dungeness Crab.
Moose.
Barn Owl.

28.11.2025 16:14 — 👍 6    🔁 1    💬 1    📌 4

This season feels rough and ready—like they’re back to the pre-covid era of getting er’ done and out. A lot of the plot points seem fetch quest-y, but there are little moments of neat-o plunked in there that make it worthwhile.

28.11.2025 15:34 — 👍 0    🔁 0    💬 0    📌 0

I think it’s been that way for awhile. Like, let’s go watch the sharks in the tank. Maybe they’ll eat a fish or something.

I remember people talking about it like that in the 2005-ish.

28.11.2025 15:31 — 👍 1    🔁 0    💬 0    📌 0
Woman in a black dress with a scythe

Woman in a black dress with a scythe

Woman with a crow skull as a head

Woman with a crow skull as a head

Frankenstein

Frankenstein

Skeleton man in a tree

Skeleton man in a tree

Who’s been keeping Jeff Jones from? Because I’m angry that you’ve been withholding these gorgeous paintings.

28.11.2025 05:40 — 👍 5    🔁 0    💬 1    📌 0

Just watched Stranger Things, and I gots to say, I really wish we could get a good live action Akira.

28.11.2025 05:13 — 👍 1    🔁 0    💬 0    📌 1

Remember: what they do to Indigenous people they will eventually do to everyone.

This is infuriating.

27.11.2025 17:47 — 👍 32    🔁 9    💬 1    📌 1
Little baby justice league

Little baby justice league

Deep down the rabbit hole of nostalgia. The cutest version of this team ever,

27.11.2025 06:36 — 👍 1    🔁 0    💬 1    📌 0

DuckDuckGo is the best Google alternative out there. I'd switch if I were you.

26.11.2025 18:53 — 👍 4    🔁 0    💬 0    📌 0
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Sea Anemone by Jets to Brazil on Apple Music Song · 1998 · Duration 5:20

Man, this ones an all-timer for me.

26.11.2025 01:37 — 👍 0    🔁 0    💬 0    📌 0
The "Where's My Wife" Fit

Featuring 4 protaganists all wearing Jeans, A green / dark shirt, and bomber overcoat.

James Sunderland
Sebastian Castellanos
Alan Wake
Ethan Winters

The "Where's My Wife" Fit Featuring 4 protaganists all wearing Jeans, A green / dark shirt, and bomber overcoat. James Sunderland Sebastian Castellanos Alan Wake Ethan Winters

24.11.2025 19:37 — 👍 4887    🔁 1828    💬 43    📌 70
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First in Fright: The FANGORIA Compendium The Complete History of Horror from the Pages of the #1 Horror Magazine

I mean, no one posted this on my feed. So, I guess I'll have to do it myself.

26.11.2025 01:16 — 👍 0    🔁 0    💬 0    📌 0

I think that been outlawed in writing schools across the country.

25.11.2025 22:51 — 👍 1    🔁 0    💬 1    📌 0

Sex appeal of a used condom found inside a rotting moose carcass.

25.11.2025 22:49 — 👍 1    🔁 0    💬 0    📌 0

Barf.

25.11.2025 22:49 — 👍 0    🔁 0    💬 0    📌 0

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