Justine Gardner
@jbgrumpstone.bsky.social
🖊Word creature. 🪶Birb person.
Basically just an old* fart-in-a-bottle left on a dusty shelf somewhere in Brooklyn, NY.
*Old enough to know that being anti-fascist is 👍.
website: www.grumpstonegazette.com
linktree: https://linktr.ee/justine.gardner
Basically just an old* fart-in-a-bottle left on a dusty shelf somewhere in Brooklyn, NY.
*Old enough to know that being anti-fascist is 👍.
website: www.grumpstonegazette.com
linktree: https://linktr.ee/justine.gardner
I have nothing to promote because that is my life at the moment...except me; I promote ME. Give me the old follow if you don't already. I don't bite...often.
Tah @greethewriter.bsky.social for a great turn at hosting!
Tah @greethewriter.bsky.social for a great turn at hosting!
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![Artwork by Alexandr Konev, which is a fan rendition of Logic, the final narrative boss of Fear & Hunger 2: Termina. A rotund reactor, with a thousand blinking lights on its smooth carapace, and flanked by two, metal exhaust pipes on each side, supports an alabaster, humanoid figurine, cut into multiple geometric shapes with deep, black lines that make them look like shards of glass. Pearly white cables are draped over the figurine’s head like hair. Marble figures of exquisite detail surround the figurine. Blue butterflies dance in the foreground in rich, colourful blurs.
[Dictum Vault. Structured. Resistance. Sheared. Disorder. Deleted.]
[Dictum. Installing.]
[Dig. Dig. Dig. Extract. Deliver. Dig. Dig. Dig. Extract. Deliver. Dig. Dig…]
Have you answered the questions? Do you have something to share? Promote below, and share each others’ posts!
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November 26, 2025 at 8:35 PM
I have nothing to promote because that is my life at the moment...except me; I promote ME. Give me the old follow if you don't already. I don't bite...often.
Tah @greethewriter.bsky.social for a great turn at hosting!
Tah @greethewriter.bsky.social for a great turn at hosting!
Passing on!
Sharing this message from @thatwilliambeck.bsky.social for any and all #HorrorWritersChat folks who would like to be involved with the anthology.
Theme: Campfire Horror For Adults
Deadline: 31st December 2025 / December 31st 2025
Profits will be donated to Macmillan 🖤
Theme: Campfire Horror For Adults
Deadline: 31st December 2025 / December 31st 2025
Profits will be donated to Macmillan 🖤
Just incase I miss tonight, a reminder that there's a #HorrorWritersChat anthology in the works in honour of our creator MG Mason.
DM me for anyone wishing to take part or wanting to hear more!
Have a great night everyone!
DM me for anyone wishing to take part or wanting to hear more!
Have a great night everyone!
November 26, 2025 at 8:31 PM
Passing on!
Q4: I hear a mechanical hum from somewhere above. I try to turn my head but I can’t move. No part of me can move. The hum grows nearer; I feel a breeze, a whirring. When it bites into my temple I am surprised at how warm everything becomes before I fall into the freezing black. #HorrorWritersChat
[Cranium. Reconfigured. Brain tissue. Remodelled. Nerve system. Accelerated. Prepared for Dictum.]
[Inquiry. Required for completion: “IT IS HOPELESS. MY SKIN IS FUSED TO THE COLD, METAL SLAB. INSTRUMENTS OF SILVER AND RED GLARE AT ME.” FINISH IT.]
#HorrorWritersChat
[Inquiry. Required for completion: “IT IS HOPELESS. MY SKIN IS FUSED TO THE COLD, METAL SLAB. INSTRUMENTS OF SILVER AND RED GLARE AT ME.” FINISH IT.]
#HorrorWritersChat
![Artwork by Alexandr Konev, which is a fan rendition of Logic, the final narrative boss of Fear & Hunger 2: Termina. A rotund reactor, with a thousand blinking lights on its smooth carapace, and flanked by two, metal exhaust pipes on each side, supports an alabaster, humanoid figurine, cut into multiple geometric shapes with deep, black lines that make them look like shards of glass. Pearly white cables are draped over the figurine’s head like hair. Marble figures of exquisite detail surround the figurine. Blue butterflies dance in the foreground in rich, colourful blurs.
Question Four
[Cranium. Reconfigured. Brain tissue. Remodelled. Nerve system. Accelerated. Prepared for Dictum.]
[Inquiry. Required for completion: “IT IS HOPELESS. MY SKIN IS FUSED TO THE COLD, METAL SLAB. INSTRUMENTS OF SILVER AND RED GLARE AT ME.” FINISH IT.]
No links, covers, or self-promo! Leave that for the end! Quote the post & include the hashtag!
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November 26, 2025 at 8:26 PM
Q4: I hear a mechanical hum from somewhere above. I try to turn my head but I can’t move. No part of me can move. The hum grows nearer; I feel a breeze, a whirring. When it bites into my temple I am surprised at how warm everything becomes before I fall into the freezing black. #HorrorWritersChat
#HorrorWritersChat
Q3: Consciousness is what makes us human, right? (RIGHT?) So I think the removal of that consciousness = full dehumanization.
Q3: Consciousness is what makes us human, right? (RIGHT?) So I think the removal of that consciousness = full dehumanization.
[Moon entity. Observed. Depth distance. Calculated. Organic material: satisfactory.]
[Ablative carapace. Installed. Cortex. Pried.]
[Inquiry. Required for completion: WHEN IS DEHUMANISATION COMPLETE? LOSS OF BODY? OF WILL? AN ALIEN CONSCIOUSNESS IN ONE’S MIND?]
#HorrorWritersChat
[Ablative carapace. Installed. Cortex. Pried.]
[Inquiry. Required for completion: WHEN IS DEHUMANISATION COMPLETE? LOSS OF BODY? OF WILL? AN ALIEN CONSCIOUSNESS IN ONE’S MIND?]
#HorrorWritersChat
![Artwork by Alexandr Konev, which is a fan rendition of Logic, the final narrative boss of Fear & Hunger 2: Termina. A rotund reactor, with a thousand blinking lights on its smooth carapace, and flanked by two, metal exhaust pipes on each side, supports an alabaster, humanoid figurine, cut into multiple geometric shapes with deep, black lines that make them look like shards of glass. Pearly white cables are draped over the figurine’s head like hair. Marble figures of exquisite detail surround the figurine. Blue butterflies dance in the foreground in rich, colourful blurs.
Question 3:
[Moon entity. Observed. Depth distance. Calculated. Organic material: satisfactory.]
[Inquiry. Required for completion: WHEN IS DEHUMANISATION COMPLETE? LOSS OF BODY? OF WILL? AN ALIEN CONSCIOUSNESS IN ONE’S MIND?]
No links, covers, or self-promo! Leave that for the end! Quote the post & include the hashtag!
#HorrorWritersChat](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:usxg4rgbqfxz7cyqg72j7a4s/bafkreiaevwxcqrfalvmev3nz3wx7cgw5wb5o7iems3rvp366t4lscrns6m@jpeg)
November 26, 2025 at 8:11 PM
#HorrorWritersChat
Q3: Consciousness is what makes us human, right? (RIGHT?) So I think the removal of that consciousness = full dehumanization.
Q3: Consciousness is what makes us human, right? (RIGHT?) So I think the removal of that consciousness = full dehumanization.
Q2: I lean into the erasure of self in service to the machine (ie, work/office/The Man/literal machines), which skirts the edge of what you're asking here. Now with AI in the mix I think what it means to "dehumanize" in fiction has taken on new and (for me) unexplored aspects.
#HorrorWritersChat
#HorrorWritersChat
[Grafting. In progress. Conveyor attachments. Plugged. Mining extraction. Tools. Inserted.]
[Spinal chord. Interwoven. Cranial examination. Reactivated.]
[Inquiry. Required for completion: INDUSTRIAL HORROR EXPLORES DEHUMANISATION. HOW WOULD YOU EXPLORE IT YOURSELF IN THE GENRE?]
#HorrorWritersChat
[Spinal chord. Interwoven. Cranial examination. Reactivated.]
[Inquiry. Required for completion: INDUSTRIAL HORROR EXPLORES DEHUMANISATION. HOW WOULD YOU EXPLORE IT YOURSELF IN THE GENRE?]
#HorrorWritersChat
![Artwork by Alexandr Konev, which is a fan rendition of Logic, the final narrative boss of Fear & Hunger 2: Termina. A rotund reactor, with a thousand blinking lights on its smooth carapace, and flanked by two, metal exhaust pipes on each side, supports an alabaster, humanoid figurine, cut into multiple geometric shapes with deep, black lines that make them look like shards of glass. Pearly white cables are draped over the figurine’s head like hair. Marble figures of exquisite detail surround the figurine. Blue butterflies dance in the foreground in rich, colourful blurs.
[Grafting. In progress. Conveyor attachments. Plugged. Mining extraction. Tools. Inserted.]
[Inquiry. Required for completion: INDUSTRIAL HORROR EXPLORES DEHUMANISATION. HOW WOULD YOU EXPLORE IT YOURSELF IN THE GENRE?]
No links, covers, or self-promo! Leave that for the end! Quote the post & include the hashtag!
#HorrorWritersChat](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:usxg4rgbqfxz7cyqg72j7a4s/bafkreibfi4pxvshgmq7niudkidr6lt2344qvmp4q2m4yu6kf6mvv4ujciy@jpeg)
November 26, 2025 at 7:57 PM
Q2: I lean into the erasure of self in service to the machine (ie, work/office/The Man/literal machines), which skirts the edge of what you're asking here. Now with AI in the mix I think what it means to "dehumanize" in fiction has taken on new and (for me) unexplored aspects.
#HorrorWritersChat
#HorrorWritersChat
I even set an ⏰ but then had to run an errand...I'm here now!
Q1: I am an old fart, I write a lot of weird stuff leaning folk horror at the moment and...
Industrial horror: of the future is scarier. Definitely.
#HorrorWritersChat
(Digging the question presentation @greethewriter.bsky.social...)
Q1: I am an old fart, I write a lot of weird stuff leaning folk horror at the moment and...
Industrial horror: of the future is scarier. Definitely.
#HorrorWritersChat
(Digging the question presentation @greethewriter.bsky.social...)
[Organic Material. Booted. Nerve System. Controller Liquids. Injected.]
[Material responsive. Cranial activity. Under control.]
[Inquiry. Required for completion: TELL US, WHO YOU ARE, WHAT DO YOU WRITE, AND WHAT INDUSTRIAL HORROR IS SCARIER? OF THE PAST, OR OF THE FUTURE?]
#HorrorWritersChat
[Material responsive. Cranial activity. Under control.]
[Inquiry. Required for completion: TELL US, WHO YOU ARE, WHAT DO YOU WRITE, AND WHAT INDUSTRIAL HORROR IS SCARIER? OF THE PAST, OR OF THE FUTURE?]
#HorrorWritersChat
![Artwork by Alexandr Konev, which is a fan rendition of Logic, the final narrative boss of Fear & Hunger 2: Termina. A rotund reactor, with a thousand blinking lights on its smooth carapace, and flanked by two, metal exhaust pipes on each side, supports an alabaster, humanoid figurine, cut into multiple geometric shapes with deep, black lines that make them look like shards of glass. Pearly white cables are draped over the figurine’s head like hair. Marble figures of exquisite detail surround the figurine. Blue butterflies dance in the foreground in rich, colourful blurs.
Question One
[Organic Material. Booted. Nerve System. Controller Liquids. Injected.]
[Inquiry. Required for completion: TELL US, WHO YOU ARE, WHAT DO YOU WRITE, AND WHAT INDUSTRIAL HORROR IS SCARIER? OF THE PAST, OR OF THE FUTURE?]
#HorrorWritersChat](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:usxg4rgbqfxz7cyqg72j7a4s/bafkreifbcdapj54j6a3xod4b7qy2tlfsirkggzctsgoqnnitw3rwy5dcde@jpeg)
November 26, 2025 at 7:43 PM
I even set an ⏰ but then had to run an errand...I'm here now!
Q1: I am an old fart, I write a lot of weird stuff leaning folk horror at the moment and...
Industrial horror: of the future is scarier. Definitely.
#HorrorWritersChat
(Digging the question presentation @greethewriter.bsky.social...)
Q1: I am an old fart, I write a lot of weird stuff leaning folk horror at the moment and...
Industrial horror: of the future is scarier. Definitely.
#HorrorWritersChat
(Digging the question presentation @greethewriter.bsky.social...)
Clocking
The child asks to be #timed, bellowing “Stopwatch, mama!” as he scooters past. But that was years ago, right? Now he tells you to stop watching, to pretend he is not there while he scrolls, taps. How quickly can he thumb a text? How soon before he leaves the nest? #vss365
The child asks to be #timed, bellowing “Stopwatch, mama!” as he scooters past. But that was years ago, right? Now he tells you to stop watching, to pretend he is not there while he scrolls, taps. How quickly can he thumb a text? How soon before he leaves the nest? #vss365
November 25, 2025 at 11:54 AM
Just my luck to remember #HorrorWritersChat when the questions are...not so easy! 😆
If we're continuing with the baddies (ie, toxic masculine characters), what scares them is losing control of their "castle" or of being made to feel less than, say, a chicken. 🐓
If we're continuing with the baddies (ie, toxic masculine characters), what scares them is losing control of their "castle" or of being made to feel less than, say, a chicken. 🐓
Q4 is up. Ten minutes to outro and the promo: I am still working my way through. You're all wonderful busy bees today and I adore you!
This one is a little easier. No archetypes!
#HorrorWritersChat
This one is a little easier. No archetypes!
#HorrorWritersChat
November 19, 2025 at 9:12 PM
Just my luck to remember #HorrorWritersChat when the questions are...not so easy! 😆
If we're continuing with the baddies (ie, toxic masculine characters), what scares them is losing control of their "castle" or of being made to feel less than, say, a chicken. 🐓
If we're continuing with the baddies (ie, toxic masculine characters), what scares them is losing control of their "castle" or of being made to feel less than, say, a chicken. 🐓
I think if I'm addressing masculinity (toxic variety, that is) head-on, I either punish or subvert it. See aforementioned killer chickens and murdering ghosts. Or I may transform him altogether into a mouse to be preyed on by his wife and mistress both now in the shape of birds...
#HorrorWritersChat
#HorrorWritersChat
Q3. I'm doing what I can to answer everyone, and repost, so bear with me. So I don't keep you waiting, I'll throw out 3. Interpret this one how you like. I know many queer folks like me do not align masculinity with man shaped. And with horror, we love to subvert our tales.
#HorrorWritersChat
#HorrorWritersChat
November 19, 2025 at 9:09 PM
I think if I'm addressing masculinity (toxic variety, that is) head-on, I either punish or subvert it. See aforementioned killer chickens and murdering ghosts. Or I may transform him altogether into a mouse to be preyed on by his wife and mistress both now in the shape of birds...
#HorrorWritersChat
#HorrorWritersChat
#HorrorWritersChat
Q2: Ooh, this is a goody! I mean "toxic" masculinity is always a fun one to bring down a peg or two, like getting the character strung up by vengeful ghosts or disemboweled by chickens with superpowers...
Q2: Ooh, this is a goody! I mean "toxic" masculinity is always a fun one to bring down a peg or two, like getting the character strung up by vengeful ghosts or disemboweled by chickens with superpowers...
Well then, #HorrorWritersChat. What's an archetype anyway? I jest. We're all writers here... after alllllllll....
November 19, 2025 at 9:00 PM
#HorrorWritersChat
Q2: Ooh, this is a goody! I mean "toxic" masculinity is always a fun one to bring down a peg or two, like getting the character strung up by vengeful ghosts or disemboweled by chickens with superpowers...
Q2: Ooh, this is a goody! I mean "toxic" masculinity is always a fun one to bring down a peg or two, like getting the character strung up by vengeful ghosts or disemboweled by chickens with superpowers...
Oh my gerd, I didn't completely forget #HorrorWritersChat this week!
Q1: I like birds; I write weird sh!t; and it's hard to define the "men" in my stories as a group since a lot of my stories are devoid of humans altogether, so...🤷♀️
Q1: I like birds; I write weird sh!t; and it's hard to define the "men" in my stories as a group since a lot of my stories are devoid of humans altogether, so...🤷♀️
Here we go, #HorrorWritersChat!
Q1 has arrived. It's international men's day today, and I thought actually that's a good topic. Not the easiest one to build questions around, either. So if I do not hit the mark I am sure you will forgive me.
As usual, no links, no pitches, not till the end.
Q1 has arrived. It's international men's day today, and I thought actually that's a good topic. Not the easiest one to build questions around, either. So if I do not hit the mark I am sure you will forgive me.
As usual, no links, no pitches, not till the end.
November 19, 2025 at 8:58 PM
Oh my gerd, I didn't completely forget #HorrorWritersChat this week!
Q1: I like birds; I write weird sh!t; and it's hard to define the "men" in my stories as a group since a lot of my stories are devoid of humans altogether, so...🤷♀️
Q1: I like birds; I write weird sh!t; and it's hard to define the "men" in my stories as a group since a lot of my stories are devoid of humans altogether, so...🤷♀️
Rewind
He scrolls through the endless menus: there are too many #options, he can’t decide. She tells him he’s lucky, describing again the video stores of her youth, of pacing the aisles, unable to choose. He circles back to the beginning and picks a movie he has seen countless times before. #vss365
He scrolls through the endless menus: there are too many #options, he can’t decide. She tells him he’s lucky, describing again the video stores of her youth, of pacing the aisles, unable to choose. He circles back to the beginning and picks a movie he has seen countless times before. #vss365
November 19, 2025 at 11:36 AM
Timing
He had no #goal when he set out for the cemetery. Just a brisk walk before sunset and the gates were locked. He had no desire to spend the night curled inside a ruined mausoleum. Although, if pressed, he’d choose one with an eastern view to watch the sun rise over the hill of graves. #vss365
He had no #goal when he set out for the cemetery. Just a brisk walk before sunset and the gates were locked. He had no desire to spend the night curled inside a ruined mausoleum. Although, if pressed, he’d choose one with an eastern view to watch the sun rise over the hill of graves. #vss365
![A photograph of a hill dotted with graves. In the foreground is a short tombstone with a red-leafed vine stretching across it. The grass is littered with autumn leaves. [Photo my own, taken at Green-Wood Cemtetery, Brookly, NY.]](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:2kwn5hweta73gzq4sdv6eitj/bafkreig7ocs7ejqvbbfpvgvcjvp35adoh6p5asfy2x65chqrkn7aohtbjq@jpeg)
November 17, 2025 at 11:28 AM
Gravid
His #issue was 14, the last without his true consent, but his wife always got what she wanted in the end. He claimed no favorites, of course, especially with so many, but in his heart it was the oldest, an adult now herself, childless by choice and living in a cabin far off the grid. #vss365
His #issue was 14, the last without his true consent, but his wife always got what she wanted in the end. He claimed no favorites, of course, especially with so many, but in his heart it was the oldest, an adult now herself, childless by choice and living in a cabin far off the grid. #vss365
November 16, 2025 at 1:21 PM
Stationmaster
A pigeon makes its way slowly down the stretch of sticky platform, looking for crumbs dropped by the waiting commuters. It’s early; no one notices, eyes on their phones. When the train pulls in, the pigeon boards last, patient but still eager for #transport to the next stop. #vss365
A pigeon makes its way slowly down the stretch of sticky platform, looking for crumbs dropped by the waiting commuters. It’s early; no one notices, eyes on their phones. When the train pulls in, the pigeon boards last, patient but still eager for #transport to the next stop. #vss365
November 15, 2025 at 12:19 PM
Stationmaster
A pigeon makes its way slowly down the stretch of sticky platform, looking for crumbs dropped by the waiting commuters. It’s early; no one notices, eyes on their phones. When the train pulls in, the pigeon boards last, patient but still eager for #transport to the next stop. #vss365
A pigeon makes its way slowly down the stretch of sticky platform, looking for crumbs dropped by the waiting commuters. It’s early; no one notices, eyes on their phones. When the train pulls in, the pigeon boards last, patient but still eager for #transport to the next stop. #vss365
Insides, Out
Dissection day in #science class: the cloying stink of formaldehyde and the squelch of scalpel biting into vitreous humor. Some students are conscientious about slicing and pinning the required parts; others find the hard bean of the lens and reserve it for future use. #vss365
Dissection day in #science class: the cloying stink of formaldehyde and the squelch of scalpel biting into vitreous humor. Some students are conscientious about slicing and pinning the required parts; others find the hard bean of the lens and reserve it for future use. #vss365
![A detail from of an illustration showing a human skeleton leaning contemplatively at a table, its hand resting on the skull of another human. [Image by Thomas Geminus c. 1545, courtesy of NYPL public domain collection.]](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:2kwn5hweta73gzq4sdv6eitj/bafkreifgvc7o53muh75psbjsnbnrvrxznsv4h7rqyn6ef7n7rvld4khlb4@jpeg)
November 14, 2025 at 11:35 AM
Lookee at the little delight I got in the mail yestereve from @helleborezine.bsky.social
The cover is even more gorgeous in person.
#bookmail #📖📫
The cover is even more gorgeous in person.
#bookmail #📖📫
November 13, 2025 at 2:50 PM
Lookee at the little delight I got in the mail yestereve from @helleborezine.bsky.social
The cover is even more gorgeous in person.
#bookmail #📖📫
The cover is even more gorgeous in person.
#bookmail #📖📫
Six, Seven
You say the #number the same as any other: it’s 12, time for lunch. You have 15 minutes left. I need 4 lemons from the store. But this combination, when it rolls from your mouth: what year was Aunt A born? The child repeats the sacred number until he laughs the milk out his nose. #vss365
You say the #number the same as any other: it’s 12, time for lunch. You have 15 minutes left. I need 4 lemons from the store. But this combination, when it rolls from your mouth: what year was Aunt A born? The child repeats the sacred number until he laughs the milk out his nose. #vss365
November 13, 2025 at 11:24 AM
Language Arts
The teacher, new and unafraid, took great joy in teaching the #myths, reveling in epithet and aegis, pantheon and hubris. In her final class, she talked of Aphrodite’s birth on the half shell. She asked them to think of oysters, their shape, and the feel in their young mouths. #vss365
The teacher, new and unafraid, took great joy in teaching the #myths, reveling in epithet and aegis, pantheon and hubris. In her final class, she talked of Aphrodite’s birth on the half shell. She asked them to think of oysters, their shape, and the feel in their young mouths. #vss365
![An illustration with the word "Menu" in elegant lettering above and oyster on the half shell with fork. [Image c. 1900, from NYPL public domain collection.]](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:2kwn5hweta73gzq4sdv6eitj/bafkreigmxe4uj4uvxrih46fevrmzzd4vezhha7jd2gm5dk5oro2ynkxqyu@jpeg)
November 12, 2025 at 11:54 AM
Wisdom to Distinguish
A small #measure of whiskey before bed turns to two, then three. The bottle is nearing empty, although it had not started full. Your therapist talks of active avoidance and passive. Tell me which it is, then, when you pour the last glass and forget to set your alarm. #vss365
A small #measure of whiskey before bed turns to two, then three. The bottle is nearing empty, although it had not started full. Your therapist talks of active avoidance and passive. Tell me which it is, then, when you pour the last glass and forget to set your alarm. #vss365
![Illustrations from a book on watch making from mid 1800s. [Image courtesy of NYPL public domain archive. https://digitalcollections.nypl.org/items/bb8aae70-c603-012f-0634-58d385a7bc34?canvasIndex=0]](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:2kwn5hweta73gzq4sdv6eitj/bafkreidyywsureviytuju7qzserhgs6z5adez2rkndr7dfzvwpdcqkmizu@jpeg)
November 11, 2025 at 11:45 AM
Famine
The learning #language model was hungry. It’d eaten all the #literature, poetry, memoir, #law books, research papers. So they fed it 90s-era ’zines, mimeographed co-op newsletters from 1975. Bazooka Joe comics, jokes from Cracker Jack boxes, before they stopped giving away real toys. #vss365
The learning #language model was hungry. It’d eaten all the #literature, poetry, memoir, #law books, research papers. So they fed it 90s-era ’zines, mimeographed co-op newsletters from 1975. Bazooka Joe comics, jokes from Cracker Jack boxes, before they stopped giving away real toys. #vss365
![A blurry screenshot of a snippet of typewritten text from a 1970s newsletter for the Park Slope Food Co-op detailing updates about packaging. [Courtesy Brooklyn Public Library Brooklyn collection.]](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:2kwn5hweta73gzq4sdv6eitj/bafkreigym452eujunlg5lvgvefkt4xmwruvksjpgioc6c6ekp5qcwg4x5u@jpeg)
November 10, 2025 at 11:23 AM
Famine
The learning #language model was hungry. It’d eaten all the #literature, poetry, memoir, #law books, research papers. So they fed it 90s-era ’zines, mimeographed co-op newsletters from 1975. Bazooka Joe comics, jokes from Cracker Jack boxes, before they stopped giving away real toys. #vss365
The learning #language model was hungry. It’d eaten all the #literature, poetry, memoir, #law books, research papers. So they fed it 90s-era ’zines, mimeographed co-op newsletters from 1975. Bazooka Joe comics, jokes from Cracker Jack boxes, before they stopped giving away real toys. #vss365
I've had an email doppelganger for over a decade. I got her phone number once from a bill emailed to me, *not* her, and texted to let her know re: the email confusion. She basically told me to drop dead, so I just deleted her 6 tickets to Kpop Demon Hunters in April. Hope your daughter is happy now!
November 7, 2025 at 4:12 PM
I've had an email doppelganger for over a decade. I got her phone number once from a bill emailed to me, *not* her, and texted to let her know re: the email confusion. She basically told me to drop dead, so I just deleted her 6 tickets to Kpop Demon Hunters in April. Hope your daughter is happy now!
Clearing Out
You find the objects used for your childhood spankings in a forgotten pile on the third floor; the internet names them laundry paddles. Then #history unravels for you from there. A hundred years ago, this house a laundry, a baby drowned in the hot lye of her mother’s labors. #vss365
You find the objects used for your childhood spankings in a forgotten pile on the third floor; the internet names them laundry paddles. Then #history unravels for you from there. A hundred years ago, this house a laundry, a baby drowned in the hot lye of her mother’s labors. #vss365
![A blue-tinged photo from early 1900s of crisscrossed lines of laundry hanging from the back of NY tenement buildings. [photo courtesy BPL public domain archives.]](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:2kwn5hweta73gzq4sdv6eitj/bafkreidspaebr35663xah6vnl5alwrjuod5tsr6opxfvtwhg6vuocc4iam@jpeg)
November 7, 2025 at 11:56 AM
Common Spaces
The tree had been dead all summer; we thought to call the landlord but didn’t. September winds sent it toward our windows with a thudding crack. The chainsaws came and gave the yard a peculiar new #geography that even the strays and rats have yet to map to their satisfaction. #vss365
The tree had been dead all summer; we thought to call the landlord but didn’t. September winds sent it toward our windows with a thudding crack. The chainsaws came and gave the yard a peculiar new #geography that even the strays and rats have yet to map to their satisfaction. #vss365
November 6, 2025 at 11:54 AM
Common Spaces
The tree had been dead all summer; we thought to call the landlord but didn’t. September winds sent it toward our windows with a thudding crack. The chainsaws came and gave the yard a peculiar new #geography that even the strays and rats have yet to map to their satisfaction. #vss365
The tree had been dead all summer; we thought to call the landlord but didn’t. September winds sent it toward our windows with a thudding crack. The chainsaws came and gave the yard a peculiar new #geography that even the strays and rats have yet to map to their satisfaction. #vss365
My man, my mensch. Also that shirt 🔥
Our message to Andrew Cuomo was loud & clear in June.
It’s louder & clearer tonight.
It’s louder & clearer tonight.
November 5, 2025 at 11:42 AM
My man, my mensch. Also that shirt 🔥