Amy Frost

@daniora.bsky.social

Podcaster, voice of Achewillow, 1/3 of 40k Radio, hobby magpie, gamer, hopeless romantic, kitchen witch. A Dash of Demon: Achewillow Book 1 June 16th. An elegant caricature of humanity. She/her

STOP PUTTING YOUR WORK INTO AI 'DETECTORS' YOU ACHIEVE NOTHING EXCEPT TRAINING AN LLM ON WHAT YOUR ACTUAL, HUMAN WRITING LOOKS LIKE YOU KNOW IF YOU WROTE IT, YES? SO WHY ARE YOU TESTING IT? "oh I just wanted to see how accurate it-" WHO CARES HOW ACCURATE IT IS UNLESS YOU'RE PLANNING TO USE ONE?

Cannot sleep because my brain is very busy solving Big Walk puzzles. However! These are not real Big Walk puzzles it is solving; these are made up versions it has also created. These solutions mean nothing and will not be helpful in the future.

The endless ads for the color 3D printer are exhausting. "Can you believe this was printed?!" Yes, I can. It looks like the FigurePrint of my WoW character I got 15+ years ago. Sure, it's cool, but it's not "unbelievable."

There is a housefly in the room. Brie would desperately like to catch and eat the housefly. However, she is not content to catch it when it lands within easy reach on the windowsill. No, no. She only wants to snatch it out of the air. Which thus far has not gone particularly well.

Catching up on some Warhammer+. Watching Kill Lupercal and am absolutely delighted by how many of the princeps are older women. A cosplay is in my future for certain.

By virtue of the Achewillow book being published, I find myself suddenly a member of the horror writer community. I have decided that instead of letting my imposter syndrome take hold, I will instead prove* that I belong. *To myself. Everyone in the community has been delightful and welcoming.

I often see people suggesting different media or fandoms for Harry Potter fans to get into instead, but I won't be doing that, because quite frankly those fandoms would probably be better off without people who are still into Harry Potter, and I for one won't be holding the door open for them.

Brie is angrily watching a goldfinch eat seeds out of the sunflower in the front garden, absolutely seething that she is not allowed to be a scourge on the local ecosystem.

A dilute calico cat watching angrily out a window from atop a cat perch.

I have given myself a deadline for a project that has been in the planning phase for literal years. I keep putting it off because it is extremely important to me and I want it to be good. It’s also a gift, so that adds all that extra pressure.

Trying to decide if the quilt pattern I’m trying to follow was written by a person who doesn’t sew many quilts or if they used AI to do it. Because no reasonable human would do it the way it’s written.