Laura Duthie
@darkonelf.bsky.social
Just another Twitter peasant trying to survive the attention economy. Writer and creator @auntysocialworld.bsky.social. Cycling.
All views my own. Sapere aude.
Web: auntysocialworld.com
All views my own. Sapere aude.
Web: auntysocialworld.com
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I wrote this story in a mood during summer. The heat, the crowds, the emotional stuff that happens when we feel caged & then autumn comes along & changes everything.
So happy to be published with Underbelly Press. Here it is.
Beneath the Sun
#writing
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So happy to be published with Underbelly Press. Here it is.
Beneath the Sun
#writing
underbellypress.wixsite.com/home/copy-of...
December 1, 2025 at 7:09 AM
Loving all of the Christmas tree photos. Not got one into the house just yet. Last year it coincided with Darragh and a grim two day power cut so feels a bit like tempting fate.
November 30, 2025 at 8:17 AM
Loving all of the Christmas tree photos. Not got one into the house just yet. Last year it coincided with Darragh and a grim two day power cut so feels a bit like tempting fate.
Wrote without stopping for the last hour. Paused to breathe, J beside me. What’s happened, it’s not the rude bit yet is it, has it happened, what’s going on.
#writing
#writing
November 29, 2025 at 3:12 PM
Wrote without stopping for the last hour. Paused to breathe, J beside me. What’s happened, it’s not the rude bit yet is it, has it happened, what’s going on.
#writing
#writing
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The Storm arrives
November 29, 2025 at 11:55 AM
The Storm arrives
Where we go to watch the waves.
November 29, 2025 at 8:13 AM
Where we go to watch the waves.
My niece, my world. 💗
November 28, 2025 at 2:36 PM
My niece, my world. 💗
November 28, 2025 at 7:45 AM
November 27, 2025 at 12:58 PM
November 25, 2025 at 7:08 AM
November 23, 2025 at 3:58 PM
Zwift, pushups, tea. No more for this day.
November 23, 2025 at 11:15 AM
Zwift, pushups, tea. No more for this day.
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There’s low-key a rebellious vibe to being a dreamer. Like, the world is on fire and you still choose imagination.
November 23, 2025 at 8:26 AM
There’s low-key a rebellious vibe to being a dreamer. Like, the world is on fire and you still choose imagination.
Another middle of the night jaunt. Beat the M4 rush, lots of stars along the way, -4 degrees, home to a garden full of snow, house heated, bags unpacked, all before 2pm.
Beautiful.
Beautiful.
November 21, 2025 at 1:44 PM
Another middle of the night jaunt. Beat the M4 rush, lots of stars along the way, -4 degrees, home to a garden full of snow, house heated, bags unpacked, all before 2pm.
Beautiful.
Beautiful.
Missing the CD case era.
November 21, 2025 at 5:26 AM
Missing the CD case era.
It’s just 3am, only listen to the dreams, not the thoughts.
November 21, 2025 at 3:33 AM
It’s just 3am, only listen to the dreams, not the thoughts.
Last one out before home. Moody skies, sleet showers, covered in mud and the final mile for a wheel that’s needed replacing since Bath. It’s been fun old girl.
#cycling
#cycling
November 20, 2025 at 1:36 PM
Last one out before home. Moody skies, sleet showers, covered in mud and the final mile for a wheel that’s needed replacing since Bath. It’s been fun old girl.
#cycling
#cycling
The feeling of somewhere.
November 20, 2025 at 7:14 AM
The feeling of somewhere.
