running a magazine is very fun and rewarding. it also means I have drastically less time to actually write (still striving to find a balance there) but I just sold a reprint to a cool place and that'll just have to do for now!
ash vale
@ashvalewrites.bsky.social
🇨🇦 canadian writer, game master, gremlin (they/them) 🏳️🌈 co-founder @othersidespec.bsky.social 🖋 fantasy, romance, horror 📖 works at Nightmare, Heartlines, PseudoPod, Small Wonders and more website: https://ash-vale.ca/
Me a queer historian: *Rubs filthy hands together* Knew it...
"Being trans is sad Being trans is horrid." Shut up. Being trans is great. Look. I've got inner peace and a fucking scythe.
Today at the convent: the nuns have been teaching me to scythe.
the croc charms - is jibbitz plural? is just one a jibbit?
🏳️🌈SOME QUEER SHORT SFF - JUNE 2026🏳️🌈 I round up over 40 works by @mruthrobinson.bsky.social @mdmcd.com @redscribe.bsky.social @ashvalewrites.bsky.social @sylvie-althoff.bsky.social @rukman.bsky.social @ernerker.bsky.social @marisca.bsky.social & MORE!!!! www.patreon.com/quicksiprevi...
Some Queer Short SFF - June 2026 | Charles Payseur
Hi all! I’m still a mess in general but the show continues, this month with works from June—and there are quite a few, thanks in large part
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AI companies (preparing to start up the book-shredder 5000): why does everyone hate us
I've been pretty offline for a few weeks, but for a delightful reason: I had a baby! 👶 she made us a family of four at the end of June and I'm slowly crawling out of newborn bliss and sleep deprivation 💜
To be a historian is to speak ill of the dead and the rest of you should take more history classes and join us.
I hope Mexico beats England today as revenge for Mexico week on the Great British Bake-off
🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️ One milkshake to rule the boys, one milkshake to find them, one milkshake to bring the boys and in my yard to bind them 🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️
Happy Pride, everyone! 🏳️🌈 Given that I'm stuck at home working on my PhD instead of marching in the sun, please take pity on me and consider buying one of my fabulous, queer-as-hell books! (first here, second in the post below)
The Miseducation of Caroline Bingley (Austentatious, #2…
Being snubbed by Mr Darcy—passed over for Elizabeth Ben…
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A kitten fighting to defend a pop diva in the comments section of a creepypasta reading website.
we've been wondering for weeks how the single cat in our house goes through so much water I think I've cracked the code, gang
and we mean HORROR, folks! if you're a trans author, send us your fucked up (complimentary) shit when we open June 22!! 8c/word or 50$ per poem! full guidelines here: hybrispress.moksha.io/publication/...
Moksha
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Portals #1 drops in October and will open to submissions on June 22nd! It will be co-edited by the incredible Angel Leal and Jess Cho, who are looking for horror fiction/poetry by trans authors. All proceeds from sales of this installment will go to Trans Lifeline. 🏳️⚧️ (3/8)
buckle up, it's Sad Boi Spring! this poem came to me very quickly last year as a thought about what grounding feels like when you're up in the clouds, and what happens when that isn't enough 💜 so pleased it found a home with Small Wonders!!
"we are all made of star-stuff", by ash vale, moves from the physical reality of that phrase to the emotional truth that we don't necessarily feel that way, and the separation that can bring.
I have a newsletter! It says things! This one in particular says things about my two new poems out at Nightmare Magazine and Small Wonders (both linked) I also have recs for some beautiful pieces by @manuelaamiouny.bsky.social and @clairejiawen.bsky.social !
beyond the vale
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To our dismay, the artist and author Marjane Satrapi has passed away. As she wrote, ordinary Americans and Iranians have more in common with each other than we do with either of our governments, which have far too much in common with each other. We honor her memory and oppose the war.
Marjane Satrapi, author of 'Persepolis,' dies at 56
"we are all made of star-stuff", by ash vale, moves from the physical reality of that phrase to the emotional truth that we don't necessarily feel that way, and the separation that can bring.
we are all made of star-stuff - Small Wonders
someone dead said that once and you told me / with matching crescent moons on our / wrists that you felt not celestial
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buckle up, it's Sad Boi Spring! this poem came to me very quickly last year as a thought about what grounding feels like when you're up in the clouds, and what happens when that isn't enough 💜 so pleased it found a home with Small Wonders!!
"we are all made of star-stuff", by ash vale, moves from the physical reality of that phrase to the emotional truth that we don't necessarily feel that way, and the separation that can bring.
it's here - my poem is now free to read in Nightmare (!!!) a dream come true for me, truly. consumed is a little bit of trans cannibalism, gender dysphoria, and bad feelings wrapped up in one small package. "I dwell on the consequences: what if after she eats the bad, there is nothing left?"
consumed - Nightmare Magazine
my lover has peculiar tastes; her cravings are unnatural. she apologises for her appetite
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This. The closet was nearly my casket. We express ourselves with writing, and many of us don't choose to write about queerness; it comes out in the work. To strangle that is to strangle the art, and then what is the fucking point? To lube up bookshelves with frictionless tripe? To hell with that.
"Authors and editors also described self-censoring—some have stopped writing or editing queer books in anticipation of them being challenged." I don't even know how to do this. I censored myself my whole life. I cannot go back in a closet. That will be a violence done to myself.
Vibrant, intense, gorgeous, desperate. You're doing yourself a disservice by not reading this one right now!
it's here - my poem is now free to read in Nightmare (!!!) a dream come true for me, truly. consumed is a little bit of trans cannibalism, gender dysphoria, and bad feelings wrapped up in one small package. "I dwell on the consequences: what if after she eats the bad, there is nothing left?"
A gorgeous, ravenous poem. Read it in a minute, think about it all afternoon. 🩸
it's here - my poem is now free to read in Nightmare (!!!) a dream come true for me, truly. consumed is a little bit of trans cannibalism, gender dysphoria, and bad feelings wrapped up in one small package. "I dwell on the consequences: what if after she eats the bad, there is nothing left?"