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SFWA Launches FAQ for Anthropic Settlement The Science Fiction & Fantasy Writers Association (SFWA) has published a web page for frequently asked questions about the Bartz v Anthropic lawsuit settlement. It covers basic information abou…

SFWA Launches FAQ for Anthropic Settlement

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Don’t be a creative. Just be creative.

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Don’t be a content creator. Just be a creator.

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Another language is not just a language. It’s a window on other peoples, cultures and beliefs. It cuts through conflicts and controversies. It brings people together and settles arguments. Another language is understanding, solidarity and friendship. Languages are powerful.

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😒😒😒

05.10.2025 20:13 β€” πŸ‘ 8    πŸ” 2    πŸ’¬ 2    πŸ“Œ 0

She’s a beauty. :)

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Witches: the original cat ladies.

04.10.2025 20:59 β€” πŸ‘ 2    πŸ” 0    πŸ’¬ 0    πŸ“Œ 0
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Little Apples Little Apples by Theodora Goss I gathered the little apples even though the wasps told me the apples were theirs. They would alight on an apple, a ripe one of course, and suck out its sweetness. Un…

New poem. :)

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What Kij said.

04.10.2025 09:17 β€” πŸ‘ 3    πŸ” 0    πŸ’¬ 0    πŸ“Œ 0

I love this album. :)

03.10.2025 04:10 β€” πŸ‘ 3    πŸ” 0    πŸ’¬ 0    πŸ“Œ 0
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29.09.2025 11:41 β€” πŸ‘ 7    πŸ” 4    πŸ’¬ 0    πŸ“Œ 0

This is one of my favorite books of all time! If you love lyrical but also sharp, smart fantasy, it’s for you.

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I cannot stress enough the importance of emergency chocolate.

29.09.2025 16:07 β€” πŸ‘ 6    πŸ” 0    πŸ’¬ 0    πŸ“Œ 0

Yes! I've said before that it operates by the Tinker Bell principle. It only exists if we all believe in it.

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A Quiet Revolution I am not a revolutionary. I am far too introverted, too much inside my own head most of the time. I went to a march once, back in 2017, and found it both inspiring and ineffective. But I look at th…

New blog post: A Quiet Revolution

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Gorgeous. :)

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Sometimes you just need to take a sick day. Recommended reading: Nancy Mitford or Elizabeth von Arnim. :)

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Photograph: Flowers in a vase on a windowsill, with the rising hills of Dartmoor beyond. The scene is washed in golden light. We were celebrating our wedding anniversary last night, and this was a lovely moment.

Photograph: Flowers in a vase on a windowsill, with the rising hills of Dartmoor beyond. The scene is washed in golden light. We were celebrating our wedding anniversary last night, and this was a lovely moment.

Flowers on the windowsill, with the rise of the Dartmoor hills beyond, on a golden evening in early autumn. #tinyjoys

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This is brilliant. :)

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Oooh, very interesting observation! It would make sense that love and sorrow make her beautiful.

21.09.2025 17:48 β€” πŸ‘ 1    πŸ” 0    πŸ’¬ 1    πŸ“Œ 0

Me, on a normal day: Same jeans again? Why not.

Me, packing for a trip: Maybe I’m a 19th century English duchess and also a fan of hats.

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Real Beauty In summer, while I was in Budapest, I went into a DM store. I think DM means drogerie markt? It’s a German chain of what in the United States we would call drug stores, but in Hungary only ph…

New blog post. :)

In which I watch an old woman trying on blush in the drug store and think about what makes someone or something beautiful.

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I miss not having to read the news every morning to find out what terrible thing has happened since yesterday.

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β€œBittersweet Season”, 40x30, acrylic, oil and charcoal on canvas.

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This is the secret pond that inspired my poem. :)

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The flowers shone after the rain, as though lit from within.

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The pond just after a rainstorm.

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Sometimes she read as she walked. The grey gilt light and the scent of damp leaves and woodsmoke from the farm. Crows in the fields, the mist rising from the river. The anticipation of hot chestnut soup and bread with cheese and apple dumplings.  And she never felt melancholy, never, for her soul could rest and soar in the darkening autumn months, when no demands were made upon her, no tiring expectations of society or travel or that particular form of forced vivacity which made her tired to the very bones.

Sometimes she read as she walked. The grey gilt light and the scent of damp leaves and woodsmoke from the farm. Crows in the fields, the mist rising from the river. The anticipation of hot chestnut soup and bread with cheese and apple dumplings. And she never felt melancholy, never, for her soul could rest and soar in the darkening autumn months, when no demands were made upon her, no tiring expectations of society or travel or that particular form of forced vivacity which made her tired to the very bones.

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Dear Bluesky, more art please. Or cats. Or cats in art.

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