Juniper White 🦊

literally nothing worse than being obsessed with your own first draft. i feel like narcissus rn

for some reason im obsessed with putting unicorns in sci fi settings. i don't know why i keep doing it it just feels right

genuinely uh how much does the average person know about commedia dell arte this might be an xkcd geologists moment

do we need more spec fic about commedia dell'arte? who's craving those good good commedia dell'arte references? that's what all the cool kids are craving in their sci fi right?

1 Inquiry for New York Times Good afternoon, My name is [REDACTED] and l am a reporter for the New York Times. I am researching how much money the Palestinian diaspora community has sent to support Gazan families since the war in Gaza began. Does your team track this figure? I really appreciate it. With gratitude, [REDACTED]

Palestine Diaspora Movement Hello [REDACTED] We do not collaborate with The New York Times. Your email asks about money sent to Gazan families "since the war in Gaza began." Let us first correct the premise. This is not a war. It is a genocide. Calling it a war is part of the problem. It obscures the reality of a colonized people being massacred by a military machine backed by the United States and defended, sanitized, and rhetorically softened by institutions like yours. The New York Times has spent far too long parroting Zionist propaganda and laundering Israeli state narratives while Palestinians bury their dead. That kind of coverage does not merely misinform. It helps create the political climate in which Palestinian slaughter becomes explainable, defensible, and forgettable. So no, we will not be sharing any figures, internal data, or community information with a paper that has so thoroughly damaged its credibility on Palestine. Quite frankly, we would rather chew jeans than help The New York Times extract from our community while continuing to fail it. Do not contact us again for this purpose, The Palestine Diaspora Movement Team

“Quite frankly, we would rather chew jeans than help The New York Times extract from our community while continuing to fail it”

lmaooo GET EM

sometimes you read a story that makes you want to hunt down an author and eat them to inherit their craft powers

The only thing it feels worthwhile for me to say right now is pay attention to whether your feelings & the information you’re absorbing are paralyzing you or prompting you to meaningful action, whatever that is. Paralysis helps no one but the enemy.

No matter how much hate you have in your heart for the United States and the imperialist regime that has ruled here for so long, the capitalism that demands empire, it is not too much. It is not enough. Even if you are choking on pitch-black bile, they deserve more bile

no war on iran, hands off iran. the united states and israel are an existential threat to all human life.

good news i am no longer sick bad news i think the virus made me forget how to write

*literally the sickest i have ever been in my adult life* i need to write a short story

i haven’t read it yet! very excited and a little nervous to get around to it lol

ITS SO GOOOD. that book completely destroyed me oh god

Tuesday - Small Wonders After the compatibility testing to ensure I wouldn’t run, after the conditioning, after the acclimatizing dose of your venom, we lay together and made our pact.

Happy Valentines Day! Here's a lovely* romantic** story of mine from @smallwondersmag.com to mark the occasion**:
smallwondersmag.com/piece/tuesday/

*gross
**you could call it that
***don't worry about it.

there are like five people i know from college in this grocery store right now and i am actually dressed like an elf

the horrid dread of the quiet discord call while listening to your writing partner read your draft

after a year and a half of mostly writing quiet melancholy flash about quietly sad lesbians, i have written a story with stupid horse by 100 gecs on the playlist

making custom magic cards for my own short story characters because my target demographic is me and me alone, i guess

finally read this and everyone else should too!! i'm obsessed with the aching character moments interspersed through this: it's a story that needs you to care about these characters and oh my god it makes you care

just read this and im going insane. multiple moments in here that made me react out loud. this story capitalizes on its premise in every way possible (especially the ones that explore the traumas and complexes and existential fears of it all, inescapable emotion)

i'm always a sucker for a story about dopplegangers/clones/shadow selves/the Self as something not singular (hashtag my dissociative disorder), and i'm especially a sucker for a story using second person to explore that. this story is such a perfect little dystopia. it's great

*two days of working on fiction in a row* i’m the best author ever. im doing it. i’m basically a star. the muses themselves want what i have
*one day of not writing* anyone else convinced that they’re just a hallucination of a person and not a full individual or

One of the funnest little thingies no one tells you about having long term writing workshop friends is that years later, you still know each others’ stories by descriptors instead of titles & cheer each other on about them

“the dolphin story”
“the lobster story”
“the weird quantum glory hole story”

finally worked on it again and my girlfriends response to the draft is “IM SCREAMING” so im feeling pretty good

its really funny to me how i never write happy things. today i had a good conversation w friends where we resolved a conflict and talked about how much we love each other, then watched two of my girlfriends get closer to each other. now it's time to sit down and just write something so so sad

really glad you liked it! :D this made me so psyched to see

"But it’s a point he always makes when the old women at church ask him how he survived the desert (how hard war must be, they say, for a young man like you!): it wasn’t a desert at first. He wasn’t a corporal at first. She wasn’t a ghost at first."

from the anti-imperialist ghostfucker wip...

"Every botanist had a favorite plant, a specific object of study. Though maybe it was the other way around, and every plant had a researcher attached to it, an epistemological pollinator."

from a wip i've been working on sporadically for half a year. still don't know if the story is Anything

im stealing the trend. 1 like = 1 line from a published piece or WIP. i might lean towards WIP even though i should be promoting my published pieces bc there's nothing i love more than to be like haha,,, yes,,, there's a piece out there but not yet...

i've been watching the coyote on Alcatraz's progress with great interest. a week-ish ago, a coyote SWAM to Alcatraz for the first time and looked fuckin rough after the dangerous swim. but the coyote is doing fine now, gorging itself on unprepared birds & rats who are dealing with a sort of Godzilla