I'm trying out Gander (un: RhondaParrish) & it seems to be a good fit for me, but it's early days so we'll see. Anyway, it lets me follow Bsky accounts there but when I reply there it doesn't seem to carry over. So you know what that means right? Yup. I'm just gonna creepily lurk from the shadows.
Rhonda Parrish
@rhondaparrish.bsky.social
Writer, editor, game designer & hydra-tamer. Battling insomnia, making blankets, playing D&D & BSing my way through life. Perpetually tired. Loves the word fuck. 2025 EPL Writer in Residence #LetsGoOilers she/her https://www.patreon.com/c/RhondaParrish
Check out Cultivate Your Mind Space on BackerKit! www.backerkit.com/c/projects/l... I have a Kickstarter running right now, so I should probably be pimping it. BUT this crowdfunding campaign ends before mine does and it could use a little boost too. Check out these pins!
Cultivate Your Mind Space
Enamel pins celebrating resistance and practical solutions for mental health and joy. We're tired, but we're strong. We're frustrated, but we renew our determination. We care for each other and for ou...
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Come for the kick-ass anthology, amazing art and recipes -- stay for the guinea pig pictures (they have costumes!) www.kickstarter.com/projects/tyc...
Fascination: Dark Fantasy Anthology
A macabre story collection of nature-fueled magic, witches & dark fae. Creepy cottages, haunted homesteads & bespelled woods.
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Shiny new interior art *unlocked* for the Fascination Kickstarter, plus ebooks will be distributed early! If we pass 3K today, I promise I'll post another guinea pig pic. Check out our campaign: www.kickstarter.com/projects/tyc...
It shouldn't need to be said, but: #StealingIsntInnovation
Canadians you are not prepared for the temperature he tells you he is experiencing here.
I feel like that bumper sticker is excellent marketing for our anthology Saltwater Sorrows, edited by @rhondaparrish.bsky.social Lemme know if you agree: www.kobo.com/ca/en/ebook/...
Saltwater Sorrows ebook by Rhonda Parrish - Rakuten Kobo
Read "Saltwater Sorrows" by Rhonda Parrish available from Rakuten Kobo. Deep, mysterious, beautiful . . . dangerous . . . Women and the sea have been tied together in myth and story from the b...
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we've all been there
Some of you have forgotten that only three years ago you were perfectly capable of writing a text, writing an email, telling a bedtime story to a child, and it should worry you that powerful companies have convinced us we can’t do things we’ve been doing since the dawn of time.
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Introduce yourself with five concerts you've seen — NIN Yeah Yeah Yeahs Soul Coughing Poe Tom Morello
Once upon a time I watched someone with a huge social media following sic their followers on a friend of mine because they hadn't bothered to understand the complexities of a situation and just bleated about it anyway.
A fantastic deal! A great time to get issue 132 (volume 35 #2), which has my story "Mabel's Creek", co-written with @rhondaparrish.bsky.social
Since @onspecmag.bsky.social is closing up shop next month, its publishers have reduced prices on all 100+ back issues of OnSpec to just 99 cents! weightlessbooks.com/category/pub...
My latest (and best) novel, Silversong, officially released today. I'm VERY pleased with this one. Not just for what it is but also for what it feels like the start of. www.rhondaparrish.com/home/publica... If you like (melancholy) fantasy with heart you might just like it too.
I have a some print books left at the house, so I can personalize and mail someone a box of books for you. I can probably even drive over to @rhondaparrish.bsky.social house and get a few things from her, too. Oh! I also have like six @skyladawn.ca books leftover from events. WE ARE READY.
Love this so much. 💜
I'm organizing a fundraiser to benefit the Edmonton Food Bank and looking for anyone who would like to participate (as a fundraiser, not as a donor--that comes later LOL). Details here: www.rhondaparrish.com/home/giftmas... Signal boosts of this post greatly appreciated :) #Giftmas2025
I'm organizing a fundraiser to benefit the Edmonton Food Bank and looking for anyone who would like to participate (as a fundraiser, not as a donor--that comes later LOL). Details here: www.rhondaparrish.com/home/giftmas... Signal boosts of this post greatly appreciated :) #Giftmas2025
My latest (and best) novel, Silversong, officially released today. I'm VERY pleased with this one. Not just for what it is but also for what it feels like the start of. www.rhondaparrish.com/home/publica... If you like (melancholy) fantasy with heart you might just like it too.
When I left Twitter because, as a friend of mine frequently says, “I don’t drink at Nazi bars.” I wasn’t sure if I had the spoons to start over at a new platform. Still, I did want to save my name here, just in case.
But I didn’t want to just be a blank account sitting here so I decided to start posting a story, one paragraph(ish) a day, beginning at the end and working my way forward. That way it could be read in the correct order by anyone who stumbled across my page.
So, without further ado, allow me to introduce The Tangle. It’s an icy Faerie nighttime homage to Labyrinth, which includes one of my favourite recurring characters, Aleria.
Aleria was soft and warm in my arms, and the clouds of our breath intermingled as we kissed, then parted, only to kiss again. Twilight painted the sky the same shade of lilac as her eyes and the snow which bedecked the surrounding trees caught that light and held it. Glowing like faerie fire.
As she pulled from my embrace, her colourful hair streamed out behind her, a rainbow that wrapped around the trunk of a tree as she disappeared behind it. Her challenging laughter rang in the cold air and I ducked as a snowball flew over me–right where my face had
been moments before–and splatted on the trunk of a spruce. I gathered a handful of snow, formed it into a tight snowball and danced around to the far side of the tree Aleria had gone behind. With a victorious battle cry I loosed the snowball, only to have it smash ineffectively into a nearby shrub.
“Where are–?” I began, and then she was there–a flash of colour, a cheeky grin. She winked at me, pelted me with a snowball that exploded into flakes against my shoulder, and then vanished once more.
“Using magic is cheating!” I said, dusting my shoulder off.
“You’re only saying that because you haven’t figured yours out yet,” she said, from somewhere above me. I darted out of the way just as the snow she’d shaken off the branches began to cascade down–a beautiful
flaky waterfall. I rolled to a stop and packed another snowball. The next time she appeared beside me I was ready, and my snowball exploded across her spring green jacket. Even as her giggly gasp of surprise clouded the air, I circled around the tree and readied myself for her counter attack.
“I have a gift for you,” she said, her voice originating from the same place she’d been when I’d pelted her.