Honored
27.02.2026 20:29 β π 1 π 0 π¬ 0 π 0Honored
27.02.2026 20:29 β π 1 π 0 π¬ 0 π 0
searching for new eyes | the gall collector
acrylic, pencil & oil pastel on wood
24"x24"
Horror sneaks in when your work doesnβt flinch. Everyday life does most the work for you.
03.02.2026 03:41 β π 0 π 0 π¬ 0 π 0Sorry for the late reply. I'd love to know more about The Alex Series. Can you drop a link? Thanks.
02.02.2026 14:59 β π 1 π 0 π¬ 1 π 0Almost monochrome illustration of a brown goblin. It wears a dark beak over its head like a mask, and a feathery cape made from various bird wings. It's holding a chalice.
#goblinweek Temperance
29.01.2026 09:50 β π 438 π 79 π¬ 4 π 1I've been working to get the pages/website/print layout for @sunday-service.bsky.social done in time for submissions to open on Feb. 1st. I should probably stop reworking the website. The layout looks good. It's nervous energy, but I keep picking at it. Fingers crossed this works.
30.01.2026 05:00 β π 1 π 0 π¬ 0 π 0idk, maybe the internet is bad
28.01.2026 17:47 β π 1 π 1 π¬ 0 π 0Digital illustration depicting a hooded figure. Her face is not visible, but in its place are stylized shoots protruding from the hoodβs opening. Dark mountains are visible in the background.
Digital illustration styled as if it were printed on an old battered card. It depicts a character whose head is replaced by black branches.
Digital illustration in the style of a vintage storybook. A man peacefully sits in a sparse forest with his back against a tree stump. Muted red flowers grow out of his chest. Below the illustration reads βseveral flowers bloomed from his chest.β
Digital illustration in the style of old print. It displays three plants in various states of transformation. All are growing vague animal-like bodies: one birdlike, one serpentine, and the other humanoid.
Mild plant horror π±πΏ
31.10.2025 21:33 β π 758 π 193 π¬ 5 π 2
βThe idea of happiness as a goal rather than a transitional state is a dangerous and much more damaging notion for a person to carry around and then just knowing that each and everyone is fucked in someway or other.β - Thomas Moore, Alone, Amphetamine Sulphate(2020)
#lit #booksky #thomasmoore #AS
I guess Iβm just feeling as if Iβm missing something since Iβve seen his work recommended on various literary platforms and discussion boards.
24.01.2026 07:41 β π 0 π 0 π¬ 0 π 0Tried Dennis Cooper for the first time via a short story and hit a wall pretty fast. For folks who read his work, is the graphic violence and aggressive tone central to everything he does? What do you find meaningful about his writing? Asking in good faith. #lit #booksky #reading #denniscooper
24.01.2026 07:40 β π 3 π 0 π¬ 1 π 0Submissions open February 1st. Watch this space and our website for the announcement.
23.01.2026 01:13 β π 1 π 1 π¬ 0 π 0close-up of Toe-Thrasher, framing the orange eyes, the fur mantle, the three rings on the left ear and the small hands, one of them holding the black flail
if your walls have empty spaces and you want to fill them with pretty art:
I have a print shop! on INPRNT
πΈ www.inprnt.com/gallery/ddb.... πΈ
they're always running sales and the print quality is *chef's kiss*
OR
if you're more of a β¨fancy collectorβ¨ I also sell originals from time to time!
Iβve been quietly working on a thing and I can share now:
20.01.2026 20:37 β π 0 π 0 π¬ 0 π 0AT THEIR FEET I couldnβt tell you how many times I tried to give myself back to the mountains. I donβt know how many lines of discretion Iβd left with the novaculite peaks as I looked out over their dominion. Or how many borrowed problems I had laid upon the altar of sandstone boulders while we convened between sloping ridges. I told them the name my mother had given me when I was born at their feet. And then I stood beneath the PawPaw trees. I asked to put down root in their soil where worry drained away so freely. Iβve walked dirt roads, asking them kindly; waiting for them to snatch me away and take me home. They had accepted my blood and sweat, after all. They did not respond. Thatβs the thing about the Ouachita Mountains. They breathe alone and they just donβt care who you think youβre meant to be. @anderscrawford
I went on a hike. I wrote some words.
#arkansas #lit #poetry
Iβm working on something. Though it will likely be a bit yet before itβs ready to share.
19.01.2026 18:12 β π 1 π 0 π¬ 1 π 0Looking forward to learning more about these character as you write.
19.01.2026 18:03 β π 1 π 0 π¬ 1 π 0Thanks for clarifying.
17.01.2026 03:24 β π 1 π 0 π¬ 0 π 0Is there any hope of a physical release?
16.01.2026 23:12 β π 0 π 0 π¬ 1 π 0welcome to the future: where everything is the worst it's ever been, and everything is the best it's ever going to be
15.07.2025 18:12 β π 1 π 2 π¬ 0 π 0Did I read the submission guide right? No fiction?
16.01.2026 22:58 β π 0 π 0 π¬ 1 π 0CALL FOR SUBMISSIONS! Looking for that real fucked up shit! Pill Bottle Press is an online literary and art magazine that focuses on all the darker and more emotional parts of mental and physical illness. PBP is open for submissions of poetry, prose, art, and photography via email until March 7th, 2026. Send all submissions to submissions@pillbottlepress.com PBP also pays $1 USD for every accepted piece! pillbottlepress.com
π CALL FOR SUBMISSIONS π
Feeling sick and tired of being sick and tired? Pill Bottle Press is looking for your work! Submit #poetry, #prose, #art, and #photography submissions until March 7th!
Visit PBP's website for details: pillbottlepress.com
Submit via email to submissons@pillbottlepress.com
This is how you become a writer: just pick one of the things that is deeply wrong with you. Make it a character. Now send it on a self-help journey or try to kill it. Now call it a book.
18.11.2024 14:40 β π 27857 π 4146 π¬ 477 π 609I guess Iβm just feeling a bit of feel-good fatigue. I long for gritty realism. Bleak, unrelenting honesty.
16.01.2026 20:22 β π 1 π 0 π¬ 0 π 0
Queer literature doesnβt owe anyone joy. Not commercially viable it-gets-better arcs.
I understand the desire for transformation. For acceptance. For affirmation.
But for me?
Give me the corrosive. The dangerous. The unfinished.
Give me the lived experience. Unsentimental. Non-Redemptive.
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Nothing happened when I said it.
Thatβs what I noticed first.
We kept walking.
Same road.
Same dust.
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