Heather Rose Jones
@heatherrosejones.bsky.social
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Author of queer historic fantasy, amateur historian, Hugo finalist. I blog and podcast as The Lesbian Historic Motif Project, with resources and discussion about sapphic historical fiction. For more info, see my website alpennia.com
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Skin-Singer: Tales of the Kaltaoven

A collection of semi-cozy shape-shifter stories, set in a low-tech secondary world, with a sapphic background romantic arc.

Originally appearing in the Sword and Sorceress anthology series they are completed with a brand new novelette.
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Available now at your favorite digital store!
Skinsinger: Tales of the Kaltaoven by Heather Rose Jones
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I'm going to be a bit vulnerable on a couple of these:
Sushi
Gigi
Macarthur Park
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Introduce yourself with:

A food you will always eat;
A film you'll always want to see; and a song you will always stop to listen to.
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Uh-oh. I'm at that stage of tipsy where my brain is likely to spew entirely unfiltered thoughts onto the internet at large.
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In the final analysis, my enjoyment of a book depends far more on gorgeous writing than on genre, plot, characters, or even representation.
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Tell me your most unhinged literary opinion, as a little treat
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I've been doing that too, though the flaw is that a lot of them arrive overnight and it's harder to unsubscribe when I'm reading mail on my phone before getting out of bed.
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I love LIz's book reports. The hazard is that they make me want to spend outrageous sums on acquiring books.
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I love the first serious rain of the autumn and the way is encourages me to cozy up in a recliner with a good book. Maybe it's self-serving, but my current "good book" is a re-read of my Alpennia series as run-up to working seriously on book 5. Is it self-indulgent to enjoy reading my own writing?
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Yep. At some point I think I got rid of some of my cast iron, but I still love my griddle and the perfectly-seasoned small frying pan that I bought for my "hope chest" when I was in high school. And fortuantely, ceramic-clad cast iron works like a dream.
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I keep thinking I should brainstorm for more book-related merch, but then I think I should put my energy into writing more books. (Which I have just been working on right now.)
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Until you install an induction stove and realize that half your pots and pans are now obsolete. (whimper)

But I kept all the reproduction ceramic medieval cookpots in case I ever do the thing again.
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Although adding a delicate rose perfume to The Language of Roses is an interesting marketing idea...
(Just kidding, Catherine!)
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New Lesbian Historic Motif Project blog that reminds us of the academic environment when queer history was first trying to find a place. Imagine being a (closeted) queer academic in 1970 and the colleague in the next office publishes things like this.

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Psychoanalyzing Sappho's "Deviance" | Alpennia
It is not at all surprising that there is a vast academic industry of Sappho studies. In the past I’ve covered a number of excellent, detailed publications that speak directly to the historic and soci...
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You know that meme that’s going around that includes “one song you never want to hear again?” Gee thanks for the ear-worm.
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They certainly can, but since they tend to seek the highest point, they’re more likely to hit certain pressure points in my hips.
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Ah, we have reached “the cats want to sleep on top of me” season. Alas for them, they unerringly land on pressure points, and what’s more I’m a restless sleeper. So they never keep position very long.
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I spotted four books I'd love to order from them, but I balk at spending more for shipping than I am for the books! I may need to figure out when I can next arrange for a mule.
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You are getting some amazing photographs! (In general, but this one in particular.)
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Sometimes one just needs to take half a day to do nothing but finish the latest KJ Charles novel. I regret nothing.
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There are entire technologies that I have leapfrogged over. Tumblr is one of them. (Music CDs was almost another, but I did catch up on those eventually.) Faxes --- I never did really engage in faxing stuff. Went straight from postal to email.
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Yeah, it may just be a culture difference. I should be more forgiving. It's just that too many likes clog up the notifications feed, making it hard to see actual responses.
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To the probably very nice person who “liked” dozens of my posts today. What little I can see of you from your account looks interesting, but honestly—don’t do that. It’s something that creepy people do and you wouldn’t want to be mistaken for a creepy person.
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I may need to actually set up a Wikipedia contributor account. I've found an error in an entry that I was relying on and now need to review my study in detail for all the places I used that information.
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Alas, she only kicked him out. In the last scene. I do not have my catharsis.
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Watching "In For A Murder" on Netflix and I will be very disappointed if the husband doesn't die before the end of the show. What an asshole.