Cassandra Emily, Collector of Names

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Writer, smut peddler, crafter, gamer, photographer. Fiber and fountain pen nerd. User of clicky keyboards. Probably listing to Ghost or Sabaton, though the main playlist is an audio trashfire. Pen name: Cassandra Moore. She/her. Cat: Apollo. Dog: Sunbro.

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Watching John Wick (again). The part of the world I want to know more about isn't the assassin factions. It's the supports. Like Charlie, the cleaner. How did he decide to clean up after assassins? Is there competition? Was there a little cleaner war? Why does no one make assassin janitor movies?

A rare picture of the boys together.

No, Apollo, it's cool. You've already worked hard enough to disrupt my beading and my packing. You deserve this cat nap.

This story is lovely and hopeful. Content warning if you're sensitive to mentions of self-harm.

New Story Day: “I’ll Miss Myself” is out at @reactorsff.bsky.social! "I'll Miss Myself" is about an app that shows you every parallel universe version of yourself--or so it says. But the app might be hiding something from all of you. reactormag.com/ill-miss-mys...

I'll Miss Myself - Reactorreactormag.com A man using a social media app that reaches across dimensions to talk to himself in different timelines, discovers some of his problems are universal...and some are not...

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I just read an article that said "Why is it taking so long for your favorite movies and tv series to air? Blame the writers and actor strikes" No I won't. I'm blaming that ✨single✨ motherfucker at the studio who makes $250 million dollars a year who's one job is supposed to make this shit happen.

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Every morning I check the news and it's like -SCOTUS Eliminates Three More Basic Rights, Only Six Remain -President Mispronounces a Word, Will Now Lose Election to Senile Hitler -New AI Company Uses Artist Blood to Let Billionaires and Racists Live Forever, Gets $45 Billion Valuation

Apollo plots dastardly deeds and twist tie thefts.

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It is my personal opinion that menopausal hot flashes are the last of one's fucks burning up.

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Kingfisher & Wombat

Yeah, your voice will come as you work. Just...put the words on the page best you can. Don't worry about "is this the right way" or "my writing isn't like my favorite author" or whatever, just write as clearly and accurately (whatever that means to you) as you can. Voice will turn up.

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Chelsea

You don’t exactly “find” your voice, in my experience, like it’s your car keys and you need it to get anywhere. Voice is more like the compilation of all the ways you solve a writing question, even just a question like “how do I describe this minor character?” Voice is sort of a thing that adds up?

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Wormhole42

I mean, I’m not Gaiman, but you’ll be the exact same age in a decade if you DON’T start writing, so why not try it?

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Wormhole42

Dead is the only age that's too late to start being an author.

I actually DO pronounce the first T, but less the final O, because my kids listened to the damn Wiggles incessantly when they were growing up. I now say "hot potato" in the same cadence their song did and now it's in my head please someone save me

Fluid Speech xkcd.com/2942

The peets. The ear tufts. The kitty smile. Apollo's a cat who has it all. (Don't mind the husband leg.)

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Holy shit. This is gonna be a damn game changer.

New blood test is for people who previously had cancer. It detects breast cancer's return up to 3-and-a-half years before the disease shows up on follow-up scans. How many women do I know who would have survived if they had this option?

Apollo, sleeping with his face so sweet, pondering his next bug murder. As one does when one is a cat.

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I DON’T WANT TECH TO MAKE BAD ART I WANT TECH TO MAKE MY DOG LIVE SIXTY YEARS

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Periodic reminder.

I am officially cancer free.

All I'm saying is, even if every musical taste is valid and not to be shamed, I will NOT spend my entire Waffle House breakfast time listening to Bobby Brown. If you persist in making me do so, I will fire up TouchTunes and retaliate. You have been warned.

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This is a tiny, perfect piece of utter terror by @authorizedmusings.bsky.social thedeadlands.com/issue-34/doo...

doorbell dot mov, by Jennifer R. Donohue - The Deadlandsthedeadlands.com It’s 3:00 a.m. and the doorbell rings, because that’s always when the doorbell rings, if it’s going to. I don’t have to go to the door; I can pull up the video on my phone, always overexposed, too whi...

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Who saw me? #amwriting #writingcommunity

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Take a break or else

First snap with the new camera. No fussing, no fiddling with settings, just a push of the button to christen it properly. All new cameras must take their first picture of a cat.

First post-op appt says we got all the lymph nodes we needed (one infected out of five taken), but we need to take more from the midline of the breast to get clean margins. So, back to the OR for a quick touch up with the melon baller. Not what I wanted to hear, but also not the worst news.

For your viewing pleasure, a cat.

First day of recovery is going well. Hooray for nerve blocks! My helpers are ensuring I heal well.

Sleepy and blotto but all is well. Home now.

Surgery today. I'm looking forward to losing the cancer and gaining a nicer pair of tits, but man, is it stressy. At least it's outpatient. Home to my dog and cat tonight. Anyway, here was my view on the drive in.

I've forgotten to mention that I now have a surgery date. April 30, we're yoinking the cancery stuff, giving me a reduction, then sending me home. This is exciting and terrifying in equal measure.