Tracie Adams

@tracieadams.bsky.social

Books: Our Lives in Pieces (2025) and Not Finished Yet (2026) Words in Stanchion, Pithead Chapel, Cleaver, Fictive Dream, BULL, Hippocampus 2X Pushcart nominee, BOTN, Best Microfiction and LL Wigleaf Top 50 Retired educator and playwright

What a night! If you haven’t bought the new releases from @cowboyjamboree.bsky.social yet, DO IT. 🎉🫶🏼💥🙌🏽

thedrevlow@thedrevlow.bsky.social · 4w ago

Thanks to all who came out last night. Great night. Great being able to read with some of my favoritest favorites @vanwinkle.bsky.social @jdclappwrites.bsky.social, and Mark Rogers. Special shout out to @tracieadams.bsky.social for always being crazy supportive of me (& the rest of the Cowboy crew).

“Inside the bedroom, the boy storms against schist and shale. The policemen wait and wait, for quiet, they wait. You need to come out, son.” This one by @belindarowe.bsky.social broke my heart. I want to wrap my arms around this boy forever. I adopted a kid like him. I’m gonna go call him now. 🥺

MrBullBull@mrbullbull.bsky.social · 2mo ago

"When the boy emerges in his boxer shorts, he raises his hands in supplication. His eyes are like islands." - Belinda Rowe mrbullbull.com/newbull/flas...

If you're in the Richmond, Virginia area, mark your calendars for this. This class is for all writing levels. It's FREE and perfect for getting unstuck, especially when writing those difficult CNF topics. Hope you'll join us. Email me if you're coming (and with any questions.)💜

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"What do any of them know about a marriage that lasted longer than they’ve been alive? About how a husband is a bear, and a bear is love wrapped in fur and paws and muscle memory." What a beautiful story @tracieadams.bsky.social

The Bulb Region@bulbregion.bsky.social · 2mo ago

Before tomorrow's new edition on the website, make sure to give a read to our recent contributor Tracie Adams' (@tracieadams.bsky.social) absolutely gorgeous story, "The Bear Who Loved Me," published earlier this year at @doricliterary.bsky.social. 🔗👇

"I crouch in the corner of my dark closet where I stash the cookies, the chips, the horde I gulp in whole bites I don’t taste, just stuffing and swallowing" Visceral writing from @tracieadams.bsky.social; the power of this breathless sentence

The Bulb Region@bulbregion.bsky.social · 2mo ago

"[...] then I’m home slamming the front door, mom’s face a confused blur when I stomp upstairs yelling Dad forgot me, wiping tears as I crouch in the corner of my dark closet where I stash the cookies [...]" Don't miss Tracie Adams' (@tracieadams.bsky.social) wonderful micro in The Bulb Region. 🔗👇