What even *is* a venture capitalist? I will google it. But also it nedded to be asked out loud.
10.03.2026 03:21
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What even *is* a venture capitalist? I will google it. But also it nedded to be asked out loud.
Starting a list of MOSTLY random speculative poems from 2025, partly for Hugo Award consideration, mostly because we could all use a touch of beauty:
Bella Chacha's "Orbit Decay," a poem that might be about a relationship, or might be about a star, or both:
www.heartlines-spec.com/orbit-decay-...
When you begin seeing and smelling sounds, or start having ecstatic visions of nature, you know you used too much wasabi. 🍣
Today the biggest challenge for writers is how the new AI brain implants have started playing unskippable ads before every cup of coffee.
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Characters behaving strangely. The stars turned black. The protagonist is sitting on a hill, unable to speak. A nameless character in the distance cries out, "The King is coming! He has no face! They took his face!"
It's beginning to affect your WIP.
When you open the word file, there are entire paragraphs you don't remember writing.
Today the biggest challenge facing writers is cicadas. They're so loud. Even with all the windows shut. You can't get away. It's like a ringing in the ears. When you lay down to sleep, you imagine one crawling into your ear canal when you're sleeping.
Parents: your kids will have questions whether you feel "ready" or not, and creating a fake world where heterosexuality is the default and homosexuality is hidden, has never and will never work.
Stop clutching your pearls and do your job.
Book #13 - "A Short History of Flowers" is a beautiful book full of wonderful illustrations, detailing the history of flowers found in gardens around the world. I found some of the stories a bit random and unfocused. And very anthropocentric. More natural history would have been appreciated.
Book #12 - "There Is No Anti-Mimetics Division" really ate my brain and left no crumbs. It feels like a cross between Dr Who and X-Files—with a bit of Annihilation in the DNA somewhere. Fun, smart, and chilling. I need to read it a second time, to fully appreciate the timey-wimey twists and turns 🐙
Book #11 - "Rootbound" was a book I really had to take my time with and not rush through. It's the story of a young woman healing from heartbreak, and learning to carve a new future, by growing a garden. Intimate, poetic, and romantic, an exploration of how nature heals us. 💚
Baby snail 🐌
After a week of stress and exhaustion and anxiety, a few hours in the garden tending to living things healed me a little. Trimming, harvesting, sowing, transplanting, and collecting seeds for next season, when maybe the world will be kinder ☘️
The spring witch, an old woman with a hat covered in roses, pulls the boat of a young girl towards the ruverbank and her garden. A scene from the Snow Queen, illustrated by Pavel Tatarnikov.
A witch is a forest trapped inside a person 🍃 🍂
Toad looked at the ground. The seeds still did not want to grow. “What shall I do?” cried Toad. “These must be the most frightened seeds in the whole world!” Then Toad felt very tired and he fell asleep.
The spring witch, an old woman with a hat covered in roses, pulls the boat of a young girl towards the ruverbank and her garden. A scene from the Snow Queen, illustrated by Pavel Tatarnikov.
A witch is a forest trapped inside a person 🍃 🍂
I also realized how confusing it can be to have non-religious capitalist parents
I learned a lot about myself from that job.
1) I don't care about money
2) People have all the answers they need. They just want validation
3) I prefer to teach skills than provide quich fixes or solutions
4) Sucess often comes from just ignoring everybody and doing it your own bloody way
In my late teens, my first job was as a fortune teller and tarot reader. I had a stall at a local craft market. My parents were concerned at first. But I actually became very busy and booked up. When I quit (to focus on school), my parents were annoyed—why did I want to give up all that money?!
Ok fine but what is the DOW doing?
Bigger things into it.
Have any pets?
You need to finish your WIP, but you suddenly hear a mouse scurrying in the walls.
Maybe that would work better.
Today the biggest challenge for writers is a cursed sugar jar. It's old, maybe antique. When you drop something in it, something alive, sugar appears. The finest, sweetest sugar you ever tasted. Ants, moths, flies, spiders. Anything works. But lately, it makes less sugar.
It needs something larger.
It's Pride Month in NZ! To celebrate this year, I am going to peel off my human skin, sit on top of neighbour's houses, and screech at the moon. 🌈
It's Pride Month in NZ! To celebrate this year, I am going to peel off my human skin, sit on top of neighbour's houses, and screech at the moon. 🌈
It survived! After a day of gale force winds and hailstorms, I came home to find it battered but in one piece 💚
View from my desk
