Stephanie Campisi
@stephcampisi.bsky.social
Aussie writer in SoCal. Kidlit, romcoms w/ Harper, Pan Mac, S&S.
Aka Kit Holliday, Hazel Graves, Heather Spellman.
Open to work. She/her. Work stuff: [email protected]
www.stephaniecampisi.com www.broomsticklers.com www.hazelgraves.com
Aka Kit Holliday, Hazel Graves, Heather Spellman.
Open to work. She/her. Work stuff: [email protected]
www.stephaniecampisi.com www.broomsticklers.com www.hazelgraves.com
If you won't stand up, step aside for someone who will
January 24, 2026 at 9:16 PM
If you won't stand up, step aside for someone who will
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Alex from our time working together, while he was in nursing school. Later, he moved to ICU, working as a nurse to support critically ill Veterans. He had such a great attitude. We’d chat between patients about trying to get in a mountain bike ride together. Will never happen now
January 24, 2026 at 7:39 PM
Alex from our time working together, while he was in nursing school. Later, he moved to ICU, working as a nurse to support critically ill Veterans. He had such a great attitude. We’d chat between patients about trying to get in a mountain bike ride together. Will never happen now
Reposted by Stephanie Campisi
And by “lock the fuck in” I do not mean scroll on here and say how bad you feel.
We need your money.
We need your time.
We need your political pressure.
We need you to prepare for this happening to you.
We need your money.
We need your time.
We need your political pressure.
We need you to prepare for this happening to you.
January 24, 2026 at 5:18 PM
And by “lock the fuck in” I do not mean scroll on here and say how bad you feel.
We need your money.
We need your time.
We need your political pressure.
We need you to prepare for this happening to you.
We need your money.
We need your time.
We need your political pressure.
We need you to prepare for this happening to you.
I cannot watch, but I'm reading the reports...holy moly, my soul
January 24, 2026 at 3:49 PM
I cannot watch, but I'm reading the reports...holy moly, my soul