A more credulous man than I might have assumed that, here in the Singularity, with nations of LLM geniuses working round the clock to churn out decades’ worth of code in hours, the text note-taking app of the world’s largest software corporation would sort of basically function.

#bugsky (is that a thing?) I have an indoor potted plant that occasionally shows evidence of being eaten (leaves chomped) and recently a small stem cut clean off. Weeks pass between these incidents. I have no pets. No other plants have this problem. What's eating my plant?

New poem! "I called the swan down" by Laura Cranehill! buff.ly/e10jgZZ

There’s a great, upside-down pleasure in reading a book so well-suited to your tastes that not having read it already feels like some kind of cosmic joke

Completely stunned. @thomasha.bsky.social's Uncertain Sons is a World Fantasy Award finalist in Collection, and Long Fiction. Best Weird Fiction of the Year, Vol. 1 is a finalist in Anthology, and Jocelyn Szczepaniak-Gillece's St. Dymphna’s School for Borderland Girls is a finalist! bit.ly/4fS9xoP

2026 World Fantasy Awards Finalists

The World Fantasy Awards ballot for works published in 2025 has been announced. The awards will be presented during the 2026 World Fantasy Convention, scheduled for October 22-25, 2026 in Oakland C…

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"We go slow with our fingers, until there is so little space between us and them that the only thing left is their death." New today at AC: "How We Eat Them Is with Our Tongue," a beautifully visceral or viscerally beautiful work by Niles Baldwin you won't want to miss & will dream about afterwards

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We kill whatever bugs love our lamplight the most. We go slow with our fingers, until there is so little space between us and them that the only thing left is their death. We move so slowly that even ...

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Don't forget to pre-order this beauty, if you haven't. Dropping October. We're not crowd-funding this. The only way it keeps going is through your generosity. Plus, it's pretty good. Shoot me a line if you're unsure if you've pre-ordered. Thx!! undertowpublications.com/shop/best-we...

The Best Weird Fiction of the Year, Vol. 2 — Undertow Publications

Pre-Order. Shipping October 2026. Cover art by Mikalojus Konstantinas Ciurlionis PRAISE FOR THE BEST WEIRD FICTION OF THE YEAR “Momentous... an indispensable guide to the state of the weird in ...

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I have the word count and enough stories I’m stoked on for a full-length collection. Gonna add a few more before I start looking for a home for it, but I’m pumped. Been a long time coming

August 1 , first day of halloween

AND! we opened for submissions of fiction, essays and experimental texts ... all details here: minorliteratures.com/submissions/

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Thomas Mann boldly entering the Omelas discourse, via A.S. Byatt’s introduction to The Magic Mountain.

Break me out of my reading rut: what’s your favorite weird fiction published this year? Especially short stories but like, you know, whatever

sometimes a story choice is rooted in experience or a research rabbit hole, for sure. sometimes a writer gets a thrill sharing something that intrigues them, dope. but sometimes choices are a gut move. a dream. the subconscious. that still happens. ability to rationalize isn't proof I'd rely on.

i think people advising that authors are going to be ok because they can explain their creative choices better than a slopper are coming from a good place (and prob mostly right!). but boy do i hate the presumption that writers have to rationally talk through the minutiae of their creative choices.

The baby keeps smiling this new comical smile at me, the smile you give someone you *fucking hate*.

There is no new piece on ergot. this week, but check out a piece or two from the archive: www.ergot.press/authors

A plea to everyone who writes cover letters to editors: be yourself. Formal language begins to feel like the province of the soulless more than ever before, and also, I just want to know you and trust in your word, and formality shields me from that. This has been a fuck ai subtweet, thank you

four weird poems by Réka Nyitrai for #weirdpoemwednesday cc: @tomsnarsky.bsky.social

I’ve been working on something about 21st century weird fiction and this idea of “new weird” (no) as being about acceptance/belonging but now it’s just going to feel like a grumpy response to this piece. Also I’ve been feeling very blasé about my whole schtick. Writing, who needs it

New one . Shades are the venetian kind (sue tissue voice)

just a normal everyday average boring asshole w a phone and a followers number

hear me out i don't think influencers actually exist

Tricking myself into writing by pretending to write. Making notes for novels I’ll likely never write. Lying in the garden, ill but okay, reading The Magic Mountain when I’m supposed to be reading The Veldt Institute. Now posting instead. Sunny, warm but cooler, as the breeze gadabouts the bushes.

the goal is to create a painting which appears to be of the past and future simultaneously

Cultist nuns and bog goddesses, coming to a bookshop near you: www.instagram.com/orbitbooks_uk/ Go follow @ernerker.bsky.social for more!

Meet me in the marketplace of ideas in next 20 minutes if u want an ass kicking

"Where does love go? What hole in the universe gobbles it up so that it’s always there, but out of reach when you need it most?" This week on ergot. 'Infinity Hotel' by J.R. Andrews @jrobertandrews.bsky.social www.ergot.press/authors/J.R....

When I was a kid, I used to scare myself trying to image how big the universe is. Big thanks to @ergot.bsky.social for always taking chances on my strangest work.

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“Keep talking,” I say to her, as I round the corner into our bedroom. She says my name. Relief. She’s on the bed. I know this without seeing it. I know this house. Today on ergot.: 'Infinity Hotel' by J.R. Andrews www.ergot.press/authors/J.R....

“Keep talking,” I say to her, as I round the corner into our bedroom. She says my name. Relief. She’s on the bed. I know this without seeing it. I know this house. Today on ergot.: 'Infinity Hotel' by J.R. Andrews www.ergot.press/authors/J.R....

Sending acceptances for our online edition If you submit right now you *probably* won't get an acceptance tonight, but hey, how else are you going to find out?

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