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[?]Nick East (Indie Writer) » 🌐
@NickEast_IndieWriter@mastodon.art

I know some people say they don't read speculative fiction because it's "not realistic" well guess what 😜😂

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@worldbuilding @humor@fedigroups.social @humor@lemmy.world @aiop





Photo of Baron Harkonnen from the 1984 Dune film.
Caption:
I quite like the 1984 film version of Dune, but the characters are a bit far fetched. An obese, orange, diseased peadophile starting a war for his own selfish needs.
Come on.

Alt...Photo of Baron Harkonnen from the 1984 Dune film. Caption: I quite like the 1984 film version of Dune, but the characters are a bit far fetched. An obese, orange, diseased peadophile starting a war for his own selfish needs. Come on.

    [?]Author Krishna Prasanth Guttikonda » 🌐
    @krishna-author.bsky.social@bsky.brid.gy

    [?]Julia S. » 🌐
    @booktweeting@zirk.us

    A SPECTACULARLY ORIGINAL EPIC fantasy braids European, Caribbean, and African legends into a sweeping tale of old gods, a war between land and sea, and intricate twists and turns of betrayals, loyalty, and love. Mesmerizing and vividly imagined. SOLID A

    bookshop.org/p/books/year-of-t

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      [?]Author Krishna Prasanth Guttikonda » 🌐
      @krishna-author.bsky.social@bsky.brid.gy

      [?]Author Krishna Prasanth Guttikonda » 🌐
      @krishna-author.bsky.social@bsky.brid.gy

      [?]Author Krishna Prasanth Guttikonda » 🌐
      @krishna-author.bsky.social@bsky.brid.gy

      [?]Nick East (Indie Writer) » 🌐
      @NickEast_IndieWriter@mastodon.art

      The book nerd commandments:
      1. You can always get high on your own supply 😂

      I'm taking suggestions for the rest... 😁

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      A meme captioned 'Book Sniffers Anonymous'
Side by side photos of two people sniffing books.
Fake Dictionary entry:
book sniff-ing [boo k] [snif-ing]
verb
1. breathing in the scent of a book: often done in secret
2. how book nerds get high

      Alt...A meme captioned 'Book Sniffers Anonymous' Side by side photos of two people sniffing books. Fake Dictionary entry: book sniff-ing [boo k] [snif-ing] verb 1. breathing in the scent of a book: often done in secret 2. how book nerds get high

        [?]Author Krishna Prasanth Guttikonda » 🌐
        @krishna-author.bsky.social@bsky.brid.gy

        [?]Author Krishna Prasanth Guttikonda » 🌐
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        [?]Author Krishna Prasanth Guttikonda » 🌐
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        [?]Peter Riley » 🌐
        @peterjriley2024@mastodon.social

        @RAHU

        Soaring house prices, rental stress and intergenerational inequality are fuelling new films, books and plays, including Birthright and Kill Your Boomers
        theguardian.com/film/2026/may/

          [?]Peter Riley » 🌐
          @peterjriley2024@mastodon.social

          @RAHU

          Fiona Wright’s is a novel about houses, and because its set in Sydney, Australia, it is about the severe More deeply, it is a book about home and what makes a home.

          overland.org.au/2026/05/losing
          Fiona Wright’s Kill Your Boomers is a novel about houses, and because its set in Sydney, Australia, it is about the severe housing crisis. More deeply, it is a book about home and what makes a home.

            [?]Julia S. » 🌐
            @booktweeting@zirk.us

            A MANY-FACETED TRINIDADIAN EPIC focused on generations of one Indo-Trinidadian family combines vivid description, characterization, and historical detail with breathtaking moments of magical realism. B PLUS

            bookshop.org/p/books/ever-sinc

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              [?]Julia S. » 🌐
              @booktweeting@zirk.us

              FUN, INSIGHTFUL COMEDY of manners set in an implausible fever dream environment: a fan cruise for a reunited 1980s boy band. Captures the impact of aging, nostalgia, parasocial hypercapitalism, and our longing for even manufactured authenticity. A MINUS

              bookshop.org/p/books/american-

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                [?]Patrick W. Marsh » 🌐
                @patrickwmarshauthor.wordpress.com@patrickwmarshauthor.wordpress.com

                The Greenland Diaries: Day 59

                I’ve never been sure what happens when night falls. The Drum has sounded since April, which summons them to kill and mutilate us. It’s now June, and the nightmare has taken on new forms. At least I think it’s the darkness doing this, or them, the faceless ones. Two nights ago, streetlights and cars beamed about the neighborhood’s stale shadows. They looked, sounded, and even smelled real. I could taste their exhaust drift all the way into my shed. It was sour, smoky, and full of oil.

                I never thought I’d miss the taste of pollution.

                I know it can’t be real. How could anybody think the world would just come back to life when the sun goes down? I wanted to go out into the night, even with the Drum and monsters. Seeing those fragments of civilization, of the pre-drum world, it clouds reality. They make the night feel heavy, and empty of symmetry, like a deep dream.

                Last night, the images became even bolder. Lights turned on inside dark houses. Shadows moved back and forth in their windows. Husbands, wives, moms, dads, and children bustled through windows cooking and preparing. Every room in the houses surrounding my shed glowed with the same ghostly orange as the streetlights did. I also noticed inside the rooms the lines of invading plants were absent, like they’d never bored their way through the siding or shattered windows.

                The people in the rooms were fuzzy and without much detail, even with the light. The monsters need to refine their strategy. They can’t throw all these abominations at us and expect our forgiveness.

                Still, I want to run out to them. I want the windows and hot water. I want to see them, to commiserate with them, to weep away the darkness.

                The father I ran into yesterday with his children and dog. I understand their situation, but I still can’t justify his reaction to me. I’m sure he saw my form when I bolted through the exit doorway. The daylight blinded me as I ran through, and I’m sure I had an excellent silhouette for him to see with his long rifle.

                I feel like there aren’t many people left anymore, even if we’re all in hiding. Paranoia and madness are a couple of backburner problems compared to these unnamed monsters stalking us on a nightly basis. The man shot at me without yelling a question or warning.

                His gunfire did all the talking.

                Now I’m worried if Snowy and I wander too far away from my house he’ll shoot us with his rifle, or his beast of a husky will rip my wrist apart and I’ll die of an untreatable infection.

                Snowy and I stayed within a block radius of our house today. I walked down to Gerald’s house to see if he’d returned. I yelled into his house in a more muffled tone, but still, just a silent doorway and plant-eaten walls answered my calls. I’m starting to wonder if Gerald wandered too far out one day, and this guy with his rifle shot him dead. This father didn’t seem explicitly crazy when I watched him from afar yesterday, but it was concerning that he hadn’t bothered to bathe himself or his kids. After all, there happens to be a lake across the street from the grocery store. My freshly shaved face hasn’t started to grow plants yet, so it must be safe water.

                Snowy and I are always wearing our Kevlar vests now. I didn’t want to weigh down Snowy with this little Kevlar sock I made for her, but the armor might be the only protection.

                I guess I’ve always been paranoid about her safety, just not my own.

                Today, I read the Hobbit some more. It has been very distracting. Tolkien came up with such fabulous names for everything. I can’t figure out how he did it. Wargs, Gollum, all these great titles and names. They embody the characters and species they represent.

                I wonder if anyone has thought of a name for our nightly demons. Could they really pick a fitting word for something we don’t even understand, or have touched before? I think the monsters will always be unnamed.

                The Unnamed, yes, that has a certain ring to it.

                  [?]Patrick W. Marsh » 🌐
                  @patrickwritesmonsters@mastodon.social

                  I name the monsters finally. We're sort of entering the less passive arc of the main character's interactions with the monsters. However, like any trauma, you go back and forth with confronting it.

                  patrickwmarshauthor.wordpress.

                    [?]Author Krishna Prasanth Guttikonda » 🌐
                    @krishna-author.bsky.social@bsky.brid.gy

                    [?]Sophia Jane Hayden, Author » 🌐
                    @sophiajanehayden_author@indieauthors.social

                    I'm happy about this promotional opportunity through Book Funnel. books.bookfunnel.com/2026indie
                    It's the Indie Book Library Promotion and runs throughout 2026. BEER POUR is my general fiction entry. Many books are included. I love browsing.

                    Promoting my general fiction satire, BEER POUR, on Book Funnel all summer. I was particularly happy to be accepted into the INDIE BOOK LIBRARY PROMOTION for indie authors only, which runs for all of 2026.

                    Alt...Promoting my general fiction satire, BEER POUR, on Book Funnel all summer. I was particularly happy to be accepted into the INDIE BOOK LIBRARY PROMOTION for indie authors only, which runs for all of 2026.

                      [?]Andrew Shields » 🌐
                      @AndrewShields@mas.to

                      [?]WiseGreyOwl 🌍 🦉 » 🌐
                      @wisegreyowl@mastodonapp.uk

                      What am I reading and do you care?

                      - Not finished the Heythwaite series by Annie Rogers yet... the antics of a Yorkshire town.

                      - All at Sea by Johnathan Whitelaw, cosy crime, quite light as I wanted some easy reading to counter the heavy topics of late.

                      - Time for Ursula by Lorna Foyle, paranormal about Mother Shipton of Knaresborough in North Yorkshire.

                        [?]Author Krishna Prasanth Guttikonda » 🌐
                        @krishna-author.bsky.social@bsky.brid.gy