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“It was time. The horizon of 2019, a firework cacophony, was approaching faster than any of us could flee. There was no way to be sure which of the countless branching futures it would pull us into. We kept bits of 2018 in our pockets, mementos, as the new year crashed around us.”
-QuietPineTrees
“Humans abandoned Earth, just for a bit, and it missed us terribly. Not the pollution and noise, but the art. When we returned, we found cubist images in the sky at dusk. Words appeared in the plumage of birds, and they courted one another by arranging their feathers into poetry.”
-QuietPineTrees
The new Quiet Pine Trees book is full of the hidden secrets of nature! Also, I’m not going to stop posting about it until the first printing is funded. Follow the link below to pledge for a signed copy!
Time-travelling, mind-bending micro-fictions from the creator of @QuietPineTrees
“My speech would be more precise than any man’s hands.”
— Elissa Washuta, from “Fucker and Fucked,” My Body Is a Book of Rules
“We are animal hungry down to our delicate bones.”
— Deborah Landau, from “Soft Targets,” published in American Poetry Review
“I want to tear up the earth until I find you,”
— Miguel Hernández, from Selected Poems; “Elegy,” wr. c. January 1936
“In her pocket universe, nothing moved. There was no wind. There was no dust to fall. The sky was hers, a tiny infinity of uninterrupted darkness. The stars back home couldn’t see her being small and afraid. If they wept for the heroine she was meant to be, she couldn’t hear them.”
-QuietPineTrees
This is the sort of thing I write. If you want more, keep reading my Twitter feed. But if you want the good stuff, exclusive and lovingly crafted, pledge to support the Quiet Pine Trees book!
Time-travelling, mind-bending micro-fictions from the creator of @QuietPineTrees
“Undying and luminescent, androids quickly gained a sense of superiority over us. As the years went by, though, they realized their programming was often specific to individual people. The world no longer made sense without them. Desperate androids researched human immortality.”
-QuietPineTrees
My publisher, Unbound, is part of Penguin Random House UK, but it’s not like other big media companies. It takes chances on new authors, like me, leading to more independent creators breaking into the published world. Unbound can do this because it crowd-funds the first run of a new book, and uses he profits from that to publish subsequent runs. Please consider supporting the new Quiet Pine Trees book, because you’ll also be supporting innovative and experimental media.
Time-travelling, mind-bending micro-fictions from the creator of @QuietPineTrees
“The phantom sensation of insects on your skin isn’t always an illusion. The yesterfly glides through time to feed on sweeter moments in the past and future, but it needs to rest in the present. They prefer to land on humans, watching us grow up to keep their bearings in history.”
-QuietPineTrees
I love inspiring other people’s creativity, and telling stories that make your day a little weirder. If you want to get a huge dose of darkly beautiful inspiration, and support my dream of being an author, consider pledging to get a copy of my NEW BOOK!
Time-travelling, mind-bending micro-fictions from the creator of @QuietPineTrees
“The latest trend in social media is GladeBook, a free program that lets users discuss their favorite trees, share the latest birdsong, and learn to evade the minions of the Forest King. Please ignore allegations that GladeBook is “just what happens when you go into the forest.” “
-QuietPineTrees
I have stories you haven’t seen, stories about forest things and what hides in outer space. You can learn their secrets if you support the Quiet Pine Trees BOOK.
Time-travelling, mind-bending micro-fictions from the creator of @QuietPineTrees
Ladies, gentlemen, etc.! I have exciting news!
Preorders are now open for the very first Quiet Pine Trees BOOK!
It’s being published through a company called Unbound, which is part of Penguin Random House UK. They crowdfund the first run of the book, then use the profits to fund subsequent runs. That means buying now gets you access to a bunch of perks you won’t be able to get ever again!
Thank you all for being so supportive of my writing. You’re the best audience I could ask for!
“Carnivorous plants coat the sea floor, glowing blue and white to mimic the sky. Dolphins and whales are too smart to be caught, but simple fish fall for it. They feel gravity pulling them toward the fake sky and swim down to their doom, thinking they’ll finally be able to fly.” -QuietPineTrees
“The town built a seawall to keep big waves from breaking on its shores, but somehow it kept bad news from breaking as well. The little port began drifting toward a more hopeful reality. Before it disappeared, its people built a lighthouse, inviting others to escape with them.” -QuietPineTrees
“Coniferous University asks for patience as time travel majors take their final exams. Prof. Darling has revived the infamous “McFly Test,” abandoning students in the past to return on their own. Unorthodox time travel methods are allowed, some of which are unsettling to witness.” -QuietPineTrees
“For millennia, not an instant has passed without a dog howling somewhere on Earth. The dogs remember the creature just below reality, trapped mere seconds in the retreating future, who was banished when dogs allied themselves with humans. The howls are a warning not to return.
A dog I’d never met before ran up to me as I walked into my apartment tonight. He wagged his tail and howled to show that he had not forgotten his duties. I scratched his ears, and told him he was a good boy for protecting the gossamer fabric of reality. We’re friends now.”
-QuietPineTrees
A bit of microfiction mixed with serendipitous reality.
Just a reminder! I have posters on sale with the original QuietPineTrees image, “The Deer Philosopher,” at the link below.
https://teespring.com/shop/the-deer-philosopher
“Just as sailors shared legends of lovely fish-people, spacefarers reported sightings of “starmaids,” whose beautiful forms tapered into comet tails. It was a convenient way to explain the whispers they heard from outside the hull, and an excuse to avoid sleeping near the windows.” -QuietPineTrees
“I am a rebel language”
— Jennifer Maritza McCauley, from “When They Say Stop Speaking Ghetto,” SCAR ON/SCAR OFF
You asked the part of me I kept hidden. It was every softness I didn’t give them,
the life awake, whole, trembling.
— Nomi Stone, from “War Game: Plug In the Role and Play,” published in Berfrois
