Pulled off to the size of the road SO fast to get out and take pictures of this enormous handsome guy. Snapping turtles are so cool
I was trying to come up with Memento Mori imagery
and what if: it was a kitty
Just a reminder my blog is trans inclusive. It’s bi inclusive. It is pan inclusive. It is intersex inclusive. It is ace/asexual inclusive. It is aro/aromantic inclusive. It is queer inclusive.
I don’t support terfs or exclusionists.
If you came here looking for an ally in your bigotry you came to the wrong blog. Go away. You are not welcome here.
Rabbits sure do like to sleep like that huh
A sign of comfort and good health.
woman walking a husky and a maltese and her arms are splayed out like christ on the cross cause of their opposite temperaments. husky pointed like an arrow down the path and the maltese smelling the concrete with great slow consideration. she is grimacing. this is a new tarot card to me, but just another day on earth
last tuesday I got nominated for something so I had to sit on stage for a bit while I lost the award, and then today I saw a photo someone took of it from below where you can mainly see my knees and nostrils and it genuinely bothered me so much that I had to take a nap for 40 minutes
it was like this
last tuesday I got nominated for something so I had to sit on stage for a bit while I lost the award, and then today I saw a photo someone took of it from below where you can mainly see my knees and nostrils and it genuinely bothered me so much that I had to take a nap for 40 minutes
I’ve spent a LOT of time recently on a risograph baby bird print, but honestly I don’t think it’ll be that popular. the babies look like rainbow meat. they looked like chewed gum. it’s just awful. and it’s not an error on my end, I got embarrassed opening the reference photos in public because they look like gore. these tiny hideous baby birds, all grotesque and swollen and transparent. they’re a cruel joke that nature keeps playing on the world, over and over, and I feel like we’re the punchline because we have to look at these things with our human eyes.
OKAY, HERE THEY ARE:
these are all species (mostly finches!!) that have inner beak patterns as babies, to help their parents recognize them. it’s thought to be a defence against nest parasites like cuckoos
so you can see, the drawings do not remotely exaggerate. they just look like that
if you like the print, you can grab a copy at greerstothers.shop. they’re risographs, so no two are exactly alike!
this is how I sit to use the computer, yes it causes spinal damage
sorry I forgot a crucial element
the full risograph series!
they’re all available in limited numbers (aka I probably won’t print more) at greerstothers.shop
fellas……. do I dare take her hand? is that too forward?
Oh my that is a little too forward
fellas……… you were correct
I’ve spent a LOT of time recently on a risograph baby bird print, but honestly I don’t think it’ll be that popular. the babies look like rainbow meat. they looked like chewed gum. it’s just awful. and it’s not an error on my end, I got embarrassed opening the reference photos in public because they look like gore. these tiny hideous baby birds, all grotesque and swollen and transparent. they’re a cruel joke that nature keeps playing on the world, over and over, and I feel like we’re the punchline because we have to look at these things with our human eyes.
OKAY, HERE THEY ARE:
these are all species (mostly finches!!) that have inner beak patterns as babies, to help their parents recognize them. it’s thought to be a defence against nest parasites like cuckoos
so you can see, the drawings do not remotely exaggerate. they just look like that
if you like the print, you can grab a copy at greerstothers.shop. they’re risographs, so no two are exactly alike!
apparently my fan-casting is controversial
Drosera filiformis, Droseraceae.
Completely forgot to post these when we took them last month (2023-04-23). This cluster, growing in a managed peat mound, was absolutely swarming with small flies and spiders. This isn’t an uncommon species by any stretch — it ranges in patches along the eastern seaboard and the Florida panhandle — but it’s pretty unusual for the way its leaves do that fiddlehead number. Lovely stuff.
And yes, of course I went back for the flowers. Betalain pigments at it again — nothing does pink better than order Caryophallales.
OKAY, HERE’S THE FINAL DATA!
I started querying in January with the lefthand letter. in May I finally found success (!!!!!!) with the righthand query letter.
over those 5 months of querying, I picked up 65 rejections. the vast, VAST majority were copy/paste form rejections, but a few included personalized criticism, which actually helped me a great deal. I rewrote the first two chapters from scratch based off the advice in one of those rejections, and I think that proved vital in eventually finding an agent.
(one of the personalized rejections was also unnecessarily mean, so now I have this grudge against a random man I’ll never meet)
was I ready to start querying in January? probably not! I didn’t understand all the speculative fiction subgenres, so ended up bothering people that I never had a chance with, and because my letter + manuscript weren’t polished enough, I basically guaranteed rejection for myself early on. BUT I don’t think I’d have learned enough to know I wasn’t ready if I hadn’t just gone ahead and started.
and in the end, I’m thrilled with the agency/agent I’ve found myself with. it took a lot of time and research and reworking of everything, but you gotta have the persistence of an annoying fly that refuses to be smacked to death!