Jeffrey Hermann

@jeffreyhermann.bsky.social

Writer, all sorts: https://linktr.ee/jeffreyhermann

“Sure, AI can do _______, but it’ll never be able to ______” is BS. It’ll do it and make money and be popular and enter the culture in every creative field. You might despise it but you’ll be fooled too. Where does that leave us? No idea. And it'll get messier. But I appreciate this essay so much.

EPOCH@epochliterary.com · 3w ago

73.2 is at the printer, and 74.1 opens for submissions in two weeks! Please note we have a new AI policy that you can read on our submission page (TL;DR: we don't want AI-generated text), and a blog post from our editor on the subject, linked below.

Check out this perfect little gem by @addisonzeller.bsky.social. "My owners feed me rich mush with no irritating spices. I get to lap clear water out of my calming blue bowl. I was not always a dog. I was once an unconventional cop with a Polish surname."

Addison Zeller@addisonzeller.bsky.social · 2mo ago

capping off an unusually busy month with a little tiny micro in scaffold lit! I hope you will take a look. It won’t take long. You should do it www.scaffoldlit.com/microwriting...

"I closed my eyes and held my fingers to my temples. Nothing. Just the quiet field. The two of us sitting in the truck cab, the summer sun still hot in the evening. She said anyone could do it but no one was like her. I’d known that right away." Thank you @okaydonkeymag.com 🌟 tinyurl.com/3tkct3ey

We Took Turns Trying to Start the Truck With Our Minds by Jeffrey Herman

I closed my eyes and held my fingers to my temples. Nothing. Just the quiet field. The two of us sitting in the truck cab, the summer sun still hot in the evening. She said anyone could do it but n…

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“Homesickness begins to creep in. Loneliness. I showed them a picture of my girlfriend and they love her hair. It’s long and blond and she has it pulled back into a ponytail. One of them asks why I came all alone, across space, to this distant place. What have I done, I wonder.”

MrBullBull@mrbullbull.bsky.social · 5mo ago

"Everyone on my new planet grows from what resembles a cactus flower. They bud and sprout. They unfold and then they begin the business of being loved and loving back. They cry when I tell them about money." @jeffreyhermann.bsky.social mrbullbull.com/newbull/flas...

"As he passes my window I see his face very clearly. Not an animal who desires something he cannot have but an animal who has known love and has lost it. Who has possessed something and must now live without it." Big hairy thanks to @havehashad.com 🌟

HAD@havehashad.com · 5mo ago

really wonderful tale today from Jeffrey Hermann "He climbs up the side of my building every night in the middle of the city and bellows about unrequited love. The poor beast." https://www.havehashad.com/zsgiv