Quiet Little Fictions
banner
quietfictions.bsky.social
Quiet Little Fictions
@quietfictions.bsky.social
Writer, teacher, and a long series of other half truths.
A Barnes and Noble near me is closing, and do having a clearance sale.
I have already used my Christmas gift cards. I have very little control when faced with the concept of a 60% discount.
December 27, 2025 at 10:03 PM
Christ, I just want to sink into writing nonsense fan fiction level fantasy with gratuitous heroics and questionable wlw romance but I have to, like, do so much stuff. Like go to work. And go to family parties. And pretend to be respectable.
December 22, 2025 at 10:05 PM
I am a textbook case of “person who finds the holidays stressful and depressing” and trying to coax my students to give a little grace for people who aren’t so hyped is such a weird game of “don’t let the kids see my trauma.”

I play that game too much. Probably why I get trusted with the SEL stuff.
December 22, 2025 at 10:03 PM
Everyone’s got their style and way of things, and if you’re promoting right action and good thought it’s at least a little good, right? But oh man, that “God” gimmick account attempting to transition to political commentator/blogger really makes me uncomfortable.
December 17, 2025 at 6:21 PM
Social media as an adult nerd is funny.
I post what are essentially therapeutic trauma dumps and random memes, and sometimes realize I sound like preteen me on the regular.

But I also shitpost at creators that I look up to and remind myself I’m a stranger but also a peer to them.
December 16, 2025 at 9:59 PM
My phone updated against my will.
Every forced UI change to some arbitrary new aesthetic is progressively worse than the last.

I really wish having my keyboard and browser change slightly didn’t make me have a meltdown, but it’d be nice to have something so personal and private be stable at least.
December 12, 2025 at 11:00 AM
I already couldn’t afford therapy, I could barely make ends meet.
But now food costs have nearly doubled and they are charging me an extra five thousand a year on my student loans for no good reason.

Time to get myself a little treat, I guess?
December 10, 2025 at 9:37 PM
Pretentious thought of the night: I think I like David Lynch because he demands the space I don’t give myself.
December 9, 2025 at 11:29 PM
I love pithy quips about “suddenly everyone’s illiterate!”
I do. Good energy. Our shriveling attention spans and lack of valuing the humanities? Big problems.

But it wasn’t sudden. It was a very predictable and slow motion train wreck. And a lot was actually caused by teachers (like me)
December 6, 2025 at 1:43 PM
I’m a certain kind of trash, but I’m not sure which.
(Complex feelings about Spotify aside)
December 5, 2025 at 10:03 PM
How the heck did I sleep on ‘Wheel of Time’ this long?!

I imagine the weave did the world a favor; teenage me would have been insufferable about this stuff.

Two books in, forewarned about pacing issues later, drooling over only just finding the missing common ancestor of modern fantasy.
December 3, 2025 at 5:58 PM
Between writing, teaching, and US politics, I feel haunted by a malign spirit, ceaselessly uttering:
But what comes next? Where do we go from here?
November 25, 2025 at 11:00 AM
I want to write a story about a skeleton, based on Old English tales.

But…

What does she want, this creature? Why does she still walk?
November 24, 2025 at 8:53 PM
I hope I can stop repeating the phrase “It’s going to get worse before it gets better” someday.

And I hope that it isn’t because it feels too optimistic.
November 20, 2025 at 2:49 PM
Watching Saudi Arabia or China just randomly buy huge chunks of Western industry and media groups is giving me Raj and/or Qing vibes.

The Century of Shame does no one any good, so it’d be awesome to not have anyone else (esp. me, let’s be honest) go through that again.
November 18, 2025 at 10:05 PM
Ok, ok, ok. I have to admit that this is the absolute funniest possible way for Bill Clinton to be in the Epstein files.
November 15, 2025 at 5:22 PM
One modern horror I keep coming back to is how little basic competency or decency matters right now.

Rodney King? Bill Clinton? Colin Powell? Big deal scandals all. Imagine that energy now though?

Worse, knowing that once the regime changes, we’ll suddenly care about decorum and tradition again.
November 11, 2025 at 3:58 PM
Some (top) Democrats: “What if we just let the kidnappers keep our children AND the ransom? They’d be more likely to treat them well in that case!”

The masses for some reason, without irony: “You see, this is why we vote for the kidnappers!”
November 10, 2025 at 7:42 PM
One day the connection between this social media and my real name will happen, and I don’t think it’ll cause any problems because I live in paranoia of that day anyway.
November 9, 2025 at 5:03 PM
Sometimes the most exhausting thing is knowing what you want or need, and understanding that the ideal path is five to ten years away.

Worse when new roadblocks appear to reset that timer.
November 6, 2025 at 10:45 AM
Is it still infrastructure week?

Is it weird to even remember infrastructure week?
November 4, 2025 at 11:12 AM
My coworkers are so enthusiastic about teacher middle school content that I feel strange for wistfully staring out the window, dreaming about teaching modernist literature instead.
November 1, 2025 at 3:24 PM
November (and December) of all months is a particularly fucked up time to make SNAP run out.

Enough so that I worry it’s both intentional, and intended to be permanent.
October 28, 2025 at 7:40 PM
Me watching 13yos spin one volume of Wimpy Kid out over 50 collected hours of SSR:
“Today, I will teach them Shakespeare.”
October 18, 2025 at 12:56 PM
Tor is putting out a book that is incredibly similar to my half-done harebrained novel. I’m both flattered, and sad that I might be missing a sort of boat on those particularly weird comps.
October 16, 2025 at 6:42 PM