Katherine Traverse
@kattra.bsky.social
she/they | 37 | 💖💜💙
Failed hermit | Attention whore
Optimistic pessimist | Beautiful hypocrite
writer of microfiction and poetry
Failed hermit | Attention whore
Optimistic pessimist | Beautiful hypocrite
writer of microfiction and poetry
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FromOneLine Volume 7 is now live!!
FromOneLine Volume 7 paperback and hardcover versions are now available to purchase from Amazon :
Paperback : mybook.to/FOL7
Hardcover : mybook.to/FOL7H
The paperback will be available from Pothi in the next few days.
FromOneLine Volume 7 paperback and hardcover versions are now available to purchase from Amazon :
Paperback : mybook.to/FOL7
Hardcover : mybook.to/FOL7H
The paperback will be available from Pothi in the next few days.
✨It's here!✨Physical copies of #FromOneLine Volume 7 are now available~
I am thrilled to be one of the 82 writers included in this anthology, with 6 pieces of my flash fiction featured✍️
congratulations to everyone published🥂🎉🎉
and many thanks again to our editor @megwaf.bsky.social 💕
I am thrilled to be one of the 82 writers included in this anthology, with 6 pieces of my flash fiction featured✍️
congratulations to everyone published🥂🎉🎉
and many thanks again to our editor @megwaf.bsky.social 💕
“final girl writing” is brought to you by a city celebrating, a city in the clouds, a dead city on Mars.
subscribe and comment: write about sharing a bed with someone versus sleeping alone.
xo, Katherine
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subscribe and comment: write about sharing a bed with someone versus sleeping alone.
xo, Katherine
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scribblings
december 28
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December 29, 2025 at 8:08 AM
“final girl writing” is brought to you by a city celebrating, a city in the clouds, a dead city on Mars.
subscribe and comment: write about sharing a bed with someone versus sleeping alone.
xo, Katherine
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subscribe and comment: write about sharing a bed with someone versus sleeping alone.
xo, Katherine
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December 29, 2025 at 7:18 AM
she hates the city
dreams of pastoral escape—
of dirt on her boots
#DailyHaikuPrompt #pastoral #haiku
dreams of pastoral escape—
of dirt on her boots
#DailyHaikuPrompt #pastoral #haiku
December 29, 2025 at 7:14 AM
she hates the city
dreams of pastoral escape—
of dirt on her boots
#DailyHaikuPrompt #pastoral #haiku
dreams of pastoral escape—
of dirt on her boots
#DailyHaikuPrompt #pastoral #haiku
Gramma Stella spent most of her time on the back porch, looking at the stars. One night, her youngest granddaughter heard her say: “There were cities on #Mars, once upon a time.” She sipped her tea. “There will be again. I only wish it had happened in my lifetime…”
#vss365
#vss365
December 29, 2025 at 6:31 AM
“The gate will close at midnight.”
That was the last message on the answering machine. Yara #struggled through the New Year’s Eve crowds—midnight ticking closer—suddenly a cloaked figure blocked her path.
A familiar voice told her to wait.
Midnight ticked closer.
#vss365
That was the last message on the answering machine. Yara #struggled through the New Year’s Eve crowds—midnight ticking closer—suddenly a cloaked figure blocked her path.
A familiar voice told her to wait.
Midnight ticked closer.
#vss365
December 28, 2025 at 7:30 PM
“The gate will close at midnight.”
That was the last message on the answering machine. Yara #struggled through the New Year’s Eve crowds—midnight ticking closer—suddenly a cloaked figure blocked her path.
A familiar voice told her to wait.
Midnight ticked closer.
#vss365
That was the last message on the answering machine. Yara #struggled through the New Year’s Eve crowds—midnight ticking closer—suddenly a cloaked figure blocked her path.
A familiar voice told her to wait.
Midnight ticked closer.
#vss365
“final girl writing” is brought to you by champagne and kisses and the strike of midnight.
subscribe and comment: write about being the scariest thing in the woods.
xo, Katherine
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subscribe and comment: write about being the scariest thing in the woods.
xo, Katherine
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scribblings
december 27
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December 28, 2025 at 8:19 AM
“final girl writing” is brought to you by champagne and kisses and the strike of midnight.
subscribe and comment: write about being the scariest thing in the woods.
xo, Katherine
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subscribe and comment: write about being the scariest thing in the woods.
xo, Katherine
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morning glory creeps
up the trellis; this distance
more than I can bear
#DailyHaikuPrompt #bear #trellis #haiku
up the trellis; this distance
more than I can bear
#DailyHaikuPrompt #bear #trellis #haiku
December 28, 2025 at 7:20 AM
morning glory creeps
up the trellis; this distance
more than I can bear
#DailyHaikuPrompt #bear #trellis #haiku
up the trellis; this distance
more than I can bear
#DailyHaikuPrompt #bear #trellis #haiku
We’ve almost made it, folks! 🎉🎉🥂🥂
Let’s have another round—of writing prompts, of your drink of choice, of good times with friends and loved ones—and here’s to #FastPrompt of past, present, and far into the future~✨✨
Let’s have another round—of writing prompts, of your drink of choice, of good times with friends and loved ones—and here’s to #FastPrompt of past, present, and far into the future~✨✨
December 28, 2025 at 4:52 AM
We’ve almost made it, folks! 🎉🎉🥂🥂
Let’s have another round—of writing prompts, of your drink of choice, of good times with friends and loved ones—and here’s to #FastPrompt of past, present, and far into the future~✨✨
Let’s have another round—of writing prompts, of your drink of choice, of good times with friends and loved ones—and here’s to #FastPrompt of past, present, and far into the future~✨✨
“final girl writing” is brought to you by big cats and little cats; cat who snooze and cats who go on quests.
subscribe and comment: write about dirt (optional: what are you planting?).
xo, Katherine
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subscribe and comment: write about dirt (optional: what are you planting?).
xo, Katherine
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scribblings
december 26
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December 27, 2025 at 8:18 AM
“final girl writing” is brought to you by big cats and little cats; cat who snooze and cats who go on quests.
subscribe and comment: write about dirt (optional: what are you planting?).
xo, Katherine
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subscribe and comment: write about dirt (optional: what are you planting?).
xo, Katherine
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December 27, 2025 at 8:10 AM
Hark! The herald kitty NYANs~ 🐈🐈⬛🎄🐈🐈⬛
over at #FastPrompt, we can has writing time 🐾🐾
(playing some catchup, hope everyone had a good holiday~❤️💚)
over at #FastPrompt, we can has writing time 🐾🐾
(playing some catchup, hope everyone had a good holiday~❤️💚)
December 27, 2025 at 6:32 AM
Hark! The herald kitty NYANs~ 🐈🐈⬛🎄🐈🐈⬛
over at #FastPrompt, we can has writing time 🐾🐾
(playing some catchup, hope everyone had a good holiday~❤️💚)
over at #FastPrompt, we can has writing time 🐾🐾
(playing some catchup, hope everyone had a good holiday~❤️💚)
“final girl writing” is brought to you by a star you can wish on, and a journey you can stumble into, ready or not.
subscribe and comment: write a scene featuring a lost flip-flop (optional: set it during winter).
xo, Katherine
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subscribe and comment: write a scene featuring a lost flip-flop (optional: set it during winter).
xo, Katherine
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scribblings
december 25
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December 26, 2025 at 8:13 AM
“final girl writing” is brought to you by a star you can wish on, and a journey you can stumble into, ready or not.
subscribe and comment: write a scene featuring a lost flip-flop (optional: set it during winter).
xo, Katherine
open.substack.com/pub/finalgir...
subscribe and comment: write a scene featuring a lost flip-flop (optional: set it during winter).
xo, Katherine
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In desperation, Lucas #wished on the star at the top of the Christmas tree—and time ticked to a halt. The man himself, Saint Nicholas, stepped from the fireplace with his red suit and sack, a knowing twinkle in his eye.
“Please, take me with you,” Lucas whispered.
#vssChristmas
“Please, take me with you,” Lucas whispered.
#vssChristmas
December 26, 2025 at 8:07 AM
In desperation, Lucas #wished on the star at the top of the Christmas tree—and time ticked to a halt. The man himself, Saint Nicholas, stepped from the fireplace with his red suit and sack, a knowing twinkle in his eye.
“Please, take me with you,” Lucas whispered.
#vssChristmas
“Please, take me with you,” Lucas whispered.
#vssChristmas
another night when
city smog blots out the stars—
what will I wish on?
#DailyHaikuPrompt #night #haiku
city smog blots out the stars—
what will I wish on?
#DailyHaikuPrompt #night #haiku
December 26, 2025 at 7:53 AM
another night when
city smog blots out the stars—
what will I wish on?
#DailyHaikuPrompt #night #haiku
city smog blots out the stars—
what will I wish on?
#DailyHaikuPrompt #night #haiku
She #survived the Rise of the Giants by fleeing to another world, a world of magic and sorcerers…
100 years later, that world spat her back, and all of the giants, save one, were dead. On her way to kill it, she teams up with a talking cat, and a man she does not trust.
#vss365
100 years later, that world spat her back, and all of the giants, save one, were dead. On her way to kill it, she teams up with a talking cat, and a man she does not trust.
#vss365
December 26, 2025 at 7:38 AM
December 26, 2025 at 4:48 AM
They met the first week of summer at the beach. By the end of the second week, they were kissing when no one was watching. They saw the same movie five times. They made a dozen promises under a sky of #shooting stars, and then didn’t see one another for ten years…
#vss365
#vss365
December 26, 2025 at 4:15 AM
December 26, 2025 at 3:28 AM
“final girl writing” is brought to you by bells and carols and the hush of falling snow.
subscribe and comment: write about nicknames, yours or your characters’.
xo, Katherine
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subscribe and comment: write about nicknames, yours or your characters’.
xo, Katherine
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scribblings
december 24
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December 25, 2025 at 8:06 AM
“final girl writing” is brought to you by bells and carols and the hush of falling snow.
subscribe and comment: write about nicknames, yours or your characters’.
xo, Katherine
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subscribe and comment: write about nicknames, yours or your characters’.
xo, Katherine
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December 25, 2025 at 7:23 AM
At the strike of midnight: every snowflake stills in midair, lighting from within, a starry night indeed. The spirits of the past walk into the west, singing carols. A moment of #Christmas_magic, for those few who are awake, and still believe in such things.
#vssChristmas
#vssChristmas
December 25, 2025 at 6:49 AM
At the strike of midnight: every snowflake stills in midair, lighting from within, a starry night indeed. The spirits of the past walk into the west, singing carols. A moment of #Christmas_magic, for those few who are awake, and still believe in such things.
#vssChristmas
#vssChristmas
wrapped in gramma’s quilt
breath misting the air, she stares
up at winter stars
#DailyHaikuPrompt #quilt #haiku
breath misting the air, she stares
up at winter stars
#DailyHaikuPrompt #quilt #haiku
December 25, 2025 at 6:42 AM
wrapped in gramma’s quilt
breath misting the air, she stares
up at winter stars
#DailyHaikuPrompt #quilt #haiku
breath misting the air, she stares
up at winter stars
#DailyHaikuPrompt #quilt #haiku
She did not know this room, nor the next: #stockings hung from the mantle, embroidered with unfamiliar names. Christmas tree in the corner, a few presents underneath. There were voices coming from the kitchen. When she passed a mirror, a stranger’s face stared back.
#vssChristmas
#vssChristmas
December 24, 2025 at 6:58 PM
She did not know this room, nor the next: #stockings hung from the mantle, embroidered with unfamiliar names. Christmas tree in the corner, a few presents underneath. There were voices coming from the kitchen. When she passed a mirror, a stranger’s face stared back.
#vssChristmas
#vssChristmas
On Christmas Eve, she passes through town, wearing a white slip dress, barefoot in the snow. Crowned with candles, carrying a sprig of #holly, the only bit of color to her person. Those who catch a glimpse feel warmer, more hopeful in the wake of the year’s ending…
#vssChristmas
#vssChristmas
December 24, 2025 at 6:55 PM
On Christmas Eve, she passes through town, wearing a white slip dress, barefoot in the snow. Crowned with candles, carrying a sprig of #holly, the only bit of color to her person. Those who catch a glimpse feel warmer, more hopeful in the wake of the year’s ending…
#vssChristmas
#vssChristmas