Wow. Parenting truly does hit different when you work in AI
onion person@junlper.beer · 4d agoputting “raising my child” in the catagory of ways how ai will streamline my life
Jack Morris
@jackmmorris.bsky.social
Writes a bit (Pushcart nom x 2, Best Microfiction ‘26, Fish 3rd prize ‘26), reads a lot. Drama (on-stage, mostly) 🏳️🌈 Editor: https://www.neitherfishnorfoul.com/ @neitherfishnorfoul.com my published stuff via: https://thewavingnotdrowningblog.com/
onion person@junlper.beer · 4d ago
For Best Microfiction: “Body As a Single Family Home” by @karaoakleaf.bsky.social “Marc” by Nathan Leslie “Love Spell” by @katwritesstuff.bsky.social “Ernst Is Coming Home” by @jackmmorris.bsky.social (Winner) “A Few Words About the Weather” by @writesofkathryn.bsky.social (Winner)
England is a great country, because once we name a village, that name becomes a sacred, immovable thing (however horrifying the image it conjures may be).
Here on the blurred borders of autumn, fields sing for their due libations of ale and blood. Demand the honouring of our old contracts with them. For harvest needs a balancing and fair payment. Take not corn saints and corn maidens till the tithe is paid. – #EmilyCBanting, 1982 #Equinox
Even inland, the salt-hag is tide-pulled. Gulls call her to come to shore and see the wave-polished augeries on display. Sea-seasoned winds make promises of things to be summoned at the slack. She walks to her secret cove. Her first glimpse of sea an intoxication. – #EmilyCBanting #WitchSky
"I’d sashay in, like I used to when I was fifteen & ask in my huskiest voice for a waterbed repair kit. I’d make sure to look up at the security camera, give a sassy wave." @stillsquirrel.bsky.social deftly weaves in Moxley's Rentals, young love & a runaway bride newflashfiction.com/adam-stuart-...
Adam Stuart Moxley Was the Love of My Life by Anika Carpenter | Issue #42
When Alfie asked where I wanted to go on honeymoon I told him Winnipeg, said I wanted to French kiss in front of Manitoba Museum’s plesiosaur fossil. I lied.
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If you’re looking for a masterclass in last lines, @stillsquirrel.bsky.social in @nffr.bsky.social gotchu. “The next morning I was sicker from thinking than drinking.” 🧡🔥🧡🔥
New Flash Fiction Review (subs closed)@nffr.bsky.social · 3w ago"I’d sashay in, like I used to when I was fifteen & ask in my huskiest voice for a waterbed repair kit. I’d make sure to look up at the security camera, give a sassy wave." @stillsquirrel.bsky.social deftly weaves in Moxley's Rentals, young love & a runaway bride newflashfiction.com/adam-stuart-...
@jackmmorris.bsky.social is looking for 'protagonists with some fire in their bellies & characters who do not go gentle into that good night. Folks who don’t accept their fates' for @neitherfishnorfoul.com 🔥 #flashfiction #subsopen
Jack Morris@jackmmorris.bsky.social · 3w ago@neitherfishnorfoul.com is still open. I’d love to see protagonists with some fire in their bellies & characters who do not go gentle into that good night. Folks who don’t accept their fates. I’d also really love to see some stories where men aren’t stereotypes too. 1/2
Don't be fooled by the optimism in that title, @sagreene1.bsky.social is about to take you on a dark and splendid journey... "To be fair Miss Kozlowski’s lovely smile had been skillfully preserved by whoever did the head." newflashfiction.com/springtime-i...
Springtime In Happyland by S.A. Greene | Issue #42
Winter had been brutal and we didn’t venture outside, but now the cherry trees were blossoming and the air was soft and hopeful, and the heads appearing above garden gates and mailboxes were smiling u...
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@neitherfishnorfoul.com is still open. I’d love to see protagonists with some fire in their bellies & characters who do not go gentle into that good night. Folks who don’t accept their fates. I’d also really love to see some stories where men aren’t stereotypes too. 1/2
This week I had two play rehearsals, one improv class, volunteered on door at a show & did a full day clown workshop. Plus read for @neitherfishnorfoul.com and had existential crisis about my own writing (now resolved). Another improv rehearsal tomorrow. Life after 50? Not too shabby.
I've come across a new skipping rhyme in the playground: I know where the Growling Trees are Are they near? Are they far? I know where the Wailing Ghosts are Are they trapped in soul jar? Beat them, beat them with an iron bar Even by school standards, it's a little creepy. – Joanna Vickers #VOH
Who ordered the basket of disappointed kittens? Postcard from my collection, mailed 1904.
Squeee! The lovely folks at @doesithavepockets.bsky.social agreed to re-publish my story about lions, whirligigs & tomatoes (hint: it is not about any of these things). It was 3rd in an equally lovely Propelling Pencil (now closed) competition in 2023. www.doesithavepockets.com/fiction/jack...
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So, we're allowing conditions for development of antibiotic resistant bugs +, at the same time, not putting enough effort into developing new antibiotics. As this report puts it, if antibiotics stop working effectively, we 'lose modern medicine as we know it'. share.google/hGwU5OnqvNHD...
What If Antibiotics Stopped Working? | NHS If | The King's Fund
Professor Dame Sally Davies and Rebecca Sugden consider the future of modern medicine in the light of increasing antimicrobial resistance.
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In England, a lot of our sewage treatment plants are operating with equipment that doesn't treat sewage enough to destroy all pathogens, or medications - so, even treated sewage can contain bacteria + antibiotics.
Raw sewage can contain harmful bacteria + antibiotics - and when it enters our waterways without being treated enough to destroy both, you get perfect conditions for bacteria resistant to treatment with antibiotics to develop. youtu.be/zQQIrFMO5AU?...
Goodnight from Chris Prentice and Tina Randle, their Cortina MK II intimacy disturbed by ghost light hurtling down Scrub Lane. Goodnight from Vicky Sparrow, now certain it was a bad idea to attend a party held amid The Blood Wives standing stones. Goodnight from Hookland.
I am a witch of the wild edge, the tall hedge. I will sing the song of scratches and tangles that I hear at every ragged border stitching the land. This is my threshold. This is my feral calendar of the year. – #EmilyCBanting, 1982 #WitchSky
One thing you notice about Hookland artists, they don't regurgitate flower faery propaganda, myths of the Bright Folk as benevolent. Their depictions have a sense of Faeries being creatures of fierce, dark glamour. Creatures it would be deeply unwise to piss off. – #MattAdams
Goodnight from Jean Canning, making buckthorn ink to write the words of protection she knows her family will need in the coming months. Goodnight from Jimmy Stobbs, regretting his long career as a slaughterman now every dream has become a flood of blood. Goodnight from Hookland.
We have entered that blurred border between summer and autumn where bees seem to intensify their efforts as prophecy of coming cold. A honeyed period between regret and hope where the witch makes rich harvest of cures for winter, the sadness of the passing year. – #EmilyCBanting, 1982 #WitchSky
Squeee! The lovely folks at @doesithavepockets.bsky.social agreed to re-publish my story about lions, whirligigs & tomatoes (hint: it is not about any of these things). It was 3rd in an equally lovely Propelling Pencil (now closed) competition in 2023. www.doesithavepockets.com/fiction/jack...
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The latest issue of Hot Flash Literary is LIVE and full amazing flash writers!! Hope you'll check it out! hotflashliterary.com/current-issue/
Current Issue - Hot Flash Literary
Issue 4 – Summer 2026 Instant Karma
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