Y'all, I am so sick of being taken "inside the mind of a killer." I could not give less of a f*ck why or how this serial killer or that rage killer or whichever disconnected asshole with no sense of empathy decided to take somebody else's life away. It's boring; the market is glutted. Move on.

Parents and grandparents of children who attend the charter school across the street from me line up 2 hours early for pickup every day. The line moves fast when it starts; that's not why. They want those two hours to sit in the car and stare at their phones. All of them. Sooo creepy. #america2026

Having a pretty good writing day--transcribing, actually. I write first in longhand then transcribe into a Word document, chapter by chapter. Anywho, today is all about spiders ... #amwriting

TFW you know the editing project you have on deck is going to be an excellent read, but you're still so trifling you can't seem to make yourself get started. #amediting #seriouslyIpromise

I used to wonder why people who had time & space to write at home would pack up their stuff & move to a coffee shop. Now, trying to write in the house with two loud & anxious terriers, a clingy cat, a washing machine, & a year-round grammar school across the street, I absolutely get it. #amwriting

Good morning. Hope y’all have a great day.

Snagged from @natania.bsky.social , and all I can say is same, my dear one, same.

Julia Is Waving, Not Drowning@booktweeting.bsky.social · 4w ago

this is the energy I’m bringing to the world today

Starting a new editing project this morning--sci fi this time from an author I know as a human but not as a writer. Initial pages look really promising! #amediting

Having watched two parents waste away slowly in a morphine-induced nightmare between life and death (one in a facility owned by one of McConnell's biggest campaign donors), I know wherever he is, his spirit is in agony. I wish I didn't think it couldn't happen to a nicer guy. I wanna be better.

I made the happy mistake of opening up Joe Abercrombie’s The Devils while reorganizing my TBR pile. Now it’s got me and won’t let go. Sorry, book(s) I was already reading.

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Wednesday night is book club night, so that always helps. Amazing books, amazing people who read them. And usually cake! It’s a great way to survive at midweek.

Pray a moment's silence for the harvest gold toilet my mother chose in 1973. It has finally and irreparably cracked and will be replaced today with a generic, white, low flow thing with no personality. But it is survived by its avocado green sibling, still hanging in there in the back bathroom.

If Cher sees her shadow tomorrow we get six more weeks of Pride.

In an unlikely confluence of events, projects I’ve been working on for the past six months are all coming out within one month of each other. So this is the summer of Samantha‘s stories!

It's hot, y'all. Stay inside in the air conditioning and read a lovely, engrossing, 1920s-Paris-set murder mystery. And while you're reading this one, I'll be working on the next one.

The Tryst makes you feel...Origins breaks your heart... Imprint will make you curse out loud. Dive into The Red Thread Saga. BOOK 3 is available for pre-order now. #slipstream #fivebooks #journey #sexyscary #psychologicalhorror #poly #mmf #mustread2026 a.co/d/05KAY4vm

Sometimes love is just standing there listening to your Best Beloved explain why the roof rack isn't fastening properly until he figures out for himself why the roof rack isn't fastening properly. You're not fixing the problem; you're providing extra brain space for them to park data and processing.

Since the first time I read Frankenstein, I’ve wondered what happened to Adam after he jumped off that ship at the end and ran off into the Arctic. Check out the story to see what I imagined for him. #NewStory #Frankenstein

Luxury would be an environment out of reach of any kind of electronic or mechanical beep, buzz, rumble, or bong. No alarms, no alerts, no background grind.

Editing other people's work today, much good stuff. But has anyone else noticed everything taking so much longer to get done lately? Reading I used to do in a day now takes a week; writing my own stuff takes forever. Just getting the dishwasher loaded has become a full-on project. Is it just me?

Finally reading James by Percival Everett. On the one hand, I'm irritated that it took me so long. On the other, I get to read it for the first time NOW. My fellow former lit majors, if you haven't read it yet, paperback copies are cheap and readily available, and trust me, you want one.

About to get up and make an old school tuna noodle casserole with shredded cheddar and soups from cans. Does anybody else still eat this stuff?

As general advice: 1. Anyone can say they are a publisher and doesn't mean they're one 2. If a press has shit covers, no advances, no distribution, they're not doing you any favors. This is a business relationship. They have to business 3. You have power and don't have to accept shit--

Writers who think having adorable pets to post on social media would make their process easier have no adorable pets. #thisbutthole #catpix

Hello! Sorry to interrupt your scrolling, but the hardcover of House of Bone and Rain is about $12 right now. That’s cheaper than the ebook. Also, I’m home, where the real story behind it and the novel take place. Perfect time to read it! Thanks. Much love. www.amazon.com/gp/aw/d/0316...

Keep pushing. For weeks, I've thought my whole fat-ass book was a bust because I couldn't find the next keystone. Yesterday writing felt like torture, a waste of time. And in the midst of it, I found it. A whole scary scene that clicks everything together just fell out of my pen. #amwriting #horror

Official day 7 of a “con crud” virus that keeps evolving. Now my husband has it so of course he feels ever so much worse.

Stella says her human mom is lazy AF and needs to get up and do useful stuff. She’s so judgey! #caturday

I miss the days when con crud lasted a couple of days at most; two good nights’ sleep, and I was ready to roll. It’s been a week, and I’m still in shattered pieces. Still worth it, but dang, y’all.