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Miriam Mariner
@miriammariner.bsky.social
Miriam Mariner is the pen name of "professional" writer who was asked to write a silly erotica story and ended up creating an entire alternate universe series. St. Nicholas vs the Mob is now available on Amazon!
This adorable tortoise baby has access to far more fresh fruit than the hundreds of thousands of children who lost SNAP benefits this year. Fuck DOGE. Fuck Elon Musk. Fuck Trump. And as always, Fuck ICE.
February 6, 2026 at 4:44 AM
This baby elephant faces some challenges in life but none of them involve being subject to extrajudicial kidnapping that separates him from his mother and lands him in a prison camp in Texas. Fuck ICE. #fuckice
February 4, 2026 at 6:53 PM
I'm proud to announce that my first book with Mare Scribens Press is now available for purchase! It's utterly ridiculous and I am ridiculously proud of it. Please check it out. #Booksky

More to come. www.amazon.com/St-Nicholas-...
February 4, 2026 at 4:15 PM
Here's a mother capybara and her cub. Despite being brown in hue, ICE has yet to rip this South American pup from its mother and despite being a child it has yet to develop measles.

FUCK ICE. FUCK RFK JR. FUCK JAY BHATTACHARYA.
February 3, 2026 at 5:06 PM
My St. Nick book is almost ready for prime time! A minor cover issue needs to be dealt with and it will be online this week. The AnnoVerse series are set at the holidays ubiquitous to the characters but should not be seen as “holiday” books. Making the mythic ridiculous is my specialty. #booksky
February 3, 2026 at 1:48 AM
Here's a cute mama groundhog with three of her babies on her back. Fuck ICE (and also Trump, Stephen Miller and that wiener who says he's the VP).
February 2, 2026 at 11:16 PM
Here's an adorable hedgehog. Fuck ICE.
February 2, 2026 at 11:07 PM
It feels trivial to promote a silly book series that sprang forth when I tried to write erotica on a dare. But here I am. When the dark days end, I want the wicked among us to know that even with their boots on our necks, they never infected our minds. Express joy and keep a whistle in your pocket.
January 25, 2026 at 1:09 AM