Grant R.M. Gordon
@grant-rm-gordon.bsky.social
Fiction writer invoking a tenuous connection with reality. Uses borrowed words to explore relationships across strata. Rugby player when the grass is green. Tackle low, punch up.
Nobody tells you how expensive writing is. That need to buy myself a little something nice after every rejection email.
February 10, 2026 at 9:33 PM
Nobody tells you how expensive writing is. That need to buy myself a little something nice after every rejection email.
Enduring a shockingly mediocre headache. Coaxing it to either subside or commit and carry me on a wave of molten hot pain to the very quietest corner of Sto'Vo'Kor.
February 10, 2026 at 8:01 PM
Enduring a shockingly mediocre headache. Coaxing it to either subside or commit and carry me on a wave of molten hot pain to the very quietest corner of Sto'Vo'Kor.
I’m resolved to write 1,000 words a day. Today I did 1,300.
I apologize in advance to the project that now needs to lose 300 words. I’m too weak to fight the arithmetic.
I apologize in advance to the project that now needs to lose 300 words. I’m too weak to fight the arithmetic.
February 6, 2026 at 9:09 PM
I’m resolved to write 1,000 words a day. Today I did 1,300.
I apologize in advance to the project that now needs to lose 300 words. I’m too weak to fight the arithmetic.
I apologize in advance to the project that now needs to lose 300 words. I’m too weak to fight the arithmetic.
Actively butchering a simile like...
February 4, 2026 at 8:19 PM
Actively butchering a simile like...
My novella, All That Develops, reminded me late last year that it wasn’t getting any better, so I sent it out into your world.
If you have a hankering for tight, unusual fiction, it awaits you here:
If you have a hankering for tight, unusual fiction, it awaits you here:
February 2, 2026 at 6:09 PM
My novella, All That Develops, reminded me late last year that it wasn’t getting any better, so I sent it out into your world.
If you have a hankering for tight, unusual fiction, it awaits you here:
If you have a hankering for tight, unusual fiction, it awaits you here:
I'm going to start removing scarves. I want you to let me know when I transition from deranged to academic.
February 1, 2026 at 9:59 PM
I'm going to start removing scarves. I want you to let me know when I transition from deranged to academic.
Was splitting my time between writing two very different novels with the idea that I could just work on the one that inspired me most in the moment, but right now I'm not having fun with either of them and guilt won't allow me to start another project. Is this common?
January 28, 2026 at 5:04 PM
Was splitting my time between writing two very different novels with the idea that I could just work on the one that inspired me most in the moment, but right now I'm not having fun with either of them and guilt won't allow me to start another project. Is this common?
My office is drafty. Not for ascetic reasons, but because my skills as a carpenter are rudimentary and it used to be a barn. I'm listening to the winter wind carve through the walls and timbers and thinking a book would be a better companion than all these emails.
January 22, 2026 at 5:05 PM
My office is drafty. Not for ascetic reasons, but because my skills as a carpenter are rudimentary and it used to be a barn. I'm listening to the winter wind carve through the walls and timbers and thinking a book would be a better companion than all these emails.