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I love saiki k! #saikik #art

An ink sketch of Kusuo Saiki from the Disastrous Life of Saiki K. The meme drawings around him show his girl version, his parents kissing like the blob kiss meme, his brother looking evil, his two love interests floating as an angel and a devil, him eating coffee jelly him eating pizza like the psychic pizza meme, and lastly his friends drawn in a JJBA style. There is text next to his head saying "YARE YARE"

Yare yare... #art #artstream #sketch #ink #saikik #dlosk

Oh god I blinked and day 11 came... Arsyn begins as a very passive character, but as she grows up, she begins to express her desires, intentions, and boundaries more clearly. Her family hinders that growth because she will sometimes revert to her former ways when she is with them.

I'm a bit late, but still here! So far, the main setting of my WIP is a fantastical town named Mugwort Garth. Built from the ruins of two warring cities, Mugwort Garth's background in tea and espionage creates an atmosphere of cottagecore skullduggery that pervades Arsyn's hometown.

I'm definitely inspired by Terry Pratchett, and lately I've been reading short stories by Peter S. Beagle that are. tickling my creative brain. But this initially started as a DND backstory for a cleric, in case I ever got to play DND again! (I participated in a oneshot once and never got to again)

I'm a little late but here I am! My initial ideas for this WIP involve the family of Arsyn (my main character) pressuring her into self-studying sorcery, and then sending her to wizard school when she doesn't show any magical aptitude. She isn't very passionate about magic and prefers daydreaming.

Thank you!!!

Thank you!!! Glad to be here!

Hi everyone! My name is Milo, and I'm plotting a fantasy humor story about a girl who subverts her family's expectations of sorcery and learns to forge her own path. It's called "Clerical Errors." I'm looking forward to participating in #PlotTober!!

congrats on 100 tetos!!

brief hiatus! I'm having another beach episode! (on vacation for another week or so)

The Hidden Benefits of Community Writing Competitions Why you should participate in a community writing competition

Here's a #medium #article about community #writing competitions!

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God I love Mind's Eye I saw them live and they were so DAMN GOOD 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

The s word is only technically a bad word, but in my book, it's a very very good word

People who love Telemachus: do YOU treat your mother Like That? #odyssey #jkIlovehimtoo

a painting of a cat

It's my birthday!!!!!

🚨🚨🚨 Indie website itch.io has just rolled out a major shadow ban of NSFW content. This drastic escalation in censorship already seems to affecting trans authors.

TRANS AUTHORS ON ITCH: Please check you pages.

I am going to report on this TONIGHT. To those affrcted, DM me with any info.

How to be a Parasite An exploration of grief and loss, and a discussion of how anti-trans legislature leverages the idea of children’s rights to harm trans…

I just posted my weekly article early, because my schedule doesn't own me!! This article is about #grief and loss and also about how anti #trans groups leverage the idea of "protecting children" to harm trans youth. And there are also a ton of cool #biology facts! #writing
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Message in a Bottle show me how to take paper uncurl it from the glass reinvent space until I don't fit until it fits Me Milo Brown

Here's today's #whistpr for the prompt #spread! I wrote a #poem about taking up space. #poetry

Here's today's daily #whistpr: a hopeful #poem about the new generation! The prompt was #bright. #poetry

Friend I scramble madly to the door joy dusting the air behind me & I am only loved because someone decided to feed the monster & I am only here because I decided to stay Milo Brown

Here's today's daily #whistpr: a #poem about #wolves and #dogs and #friendship! #poetry

Response to An Email: Contemplating the Role of AI in a Perfectionist Society I was sitting on a writer’s block in the community center of someone else’s apartment complex, navel-gazing and “trusting the process,”…

I wrote another #medium article! This one is about the adverse role of AI in (specifically, email) communication and how it reflects on us as a society. #writing

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Anxious Thoughts Burrowing bugs pervade The sweat soaked surface of my brain Dirty bugs, nasty bugs Pick em, peck em, planted bugs Baby bugs, asterisk sized* *till they grow and burst and die Chicken pecking at my brain Chicken driving me to write Still, in spite of all this pain Do not blame the burrowing bug But rather blame the brain Milo Brown

For the daily #whistpr: the word is #chicken! I wrote a #poem about #anxiety! #poetry

Mud Tracks Deep wood We stood Gorge deep Childhood Feet first Slide down Mud slip Mud crown Mud deep Deep stick Stuck deep Deep trip Went home Made tracks White rug White black No more Deep wood No more Childhood No more Mud tracks One day Come back Milo Brown

Here's a fun little #poem about #childhood! #poetry #writing

How to Write Poetry Like an Anthropologist The Hero’s Journey in Poetry

I wrote an article about the role of the hero's journey in writing poetry on Medium! Check it out via this link:
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#poetry #writing #article #anthropology

Central Park I awoke in a grassy oasis, surrounded by glass figurines. Parched, I clawed a path toward greener thistles, until I reached a motionless pool, where I scooped a mirror with filthy hands. There, I drank. My shredded jeans were afloat in the silt as I washed the sweat from my knees and reveled in the cold whisper against my sun-crisped skin. I became aware of the harsh uneven canter of my heart, like a frightened housecat pulling a sled, and I marvelled at its capacity to rush. Shhh, I tell it now. You've got your whole life, child. Quiet and let me drink a moment. High up in the glass figurines, thousands of children rush like blood, chasing some grassy oasis. Milo Brown

Here's a prose poem for today's daily #whistpr! The prompt was #strange.
#poem #poetry

wow, great job!!!

Stranger still is the passage of footsteps on the sidewalk beside her windowsill
Short nose flush with the soles of their sneakers on tiptoes
A ballerina sestina of strangers, turning and churning like cream

#poetry #poem

How Could You hold this loss in your chest box it with packing tape emboss it with sharpie fumes How could you leave the carpet stained with your blood and sweat betray the room that bore you through its lips onto this dagger world put your rough hands on my wheel your covered feet on my gas pedal How could you drive away without both eyes on your rearview mirror you left to become someone I couldn't recognize How could you wear my dimpled face and call it your reflection when you dressed me up in cardboard; and ended this poem. Milo Brown

moving is hard 😭 #poem #poetry