WHITE TRASH WARLOCK, published through @bottlecap-press, is out today!! After a three-year poetry hiatus, I fell back in love with the craft during my sophomore year of college. These are the ramblings & the daydreams & the manic episodes & the hopes & dreams of a little alien living in Kentucky
Consider reading it if you love teenage angst, Appalachian hijinks, and genderqueer musing!! Link to buy: White Trash Warlock, by Sav Gripshover - Bottlecap Press
so thrilled to be able to share the final cover design for my next novel! designed and illustrated by yours truly🩵☀️
I WISH YOU WOULDN'T comes out this summer, the perfect queer road trip read if you love found family, self-exploration, enemies-to-lovers where one of them is Just minding his business, breaking free from shame (kicking and screaming), and a whole lot of gay mouth kissing.
"I thought I hated Aman Khalil as much as it was possible to hate a person, but that was before he broke my best friend’s heart. (And then mine, but I don’t want to get into that just yet.)"
Connor hates everything about his best friend’s Natalie’s boyfriend, from his dumb basketball shorts to his penchant for giving life advice nobody asked for. Aman Khalil’s good looks and over-the-top nice guy act might be fooling Nat, but Connor sees right through it, and Aman is wasting the limited time Connor has with his friends before they go their separate ways for university.
All year, Connor’s been planning the summer road trip to end all road trips—the last hurrah for the best friends he’s ever had—and it’s going to be foolproof. Meticulously planned itinerary through western Canada’s luxurious landscapes? Check. Perfect moments with each of his friends, so goodbye won’t hurt so much? Check. Distance from his overbearing mom? Check.
Aman, invited without Connor’s permission?
... Check.
When Nat and Aman break up two days into the six week trip, Connor’s house of cards comes crashing down. With Aman constantly underfoot and the foundations of their friend group slowly cracking, Connor is forced to confront the growing feelings he can’t squash, properly face what happened six months ago, and start answering the real questions:
What is he really running from? What is Aman trying to tell him? And is there room in his life for the person he might be at the end of the road?
"When the police informed me that Dad was found dead in a parking garage with – my brain filled in the sentence, pictured Sasha’s limp body curled up in the driver’s seat. It would only be fitting for Dad to die next to his best friend, the two of them fossilized into perfect amber cartridges by the warm cradle of the car’s heat."
Your Mother, My Father is a literary fiction novel about grief, queerness, and soda.
current word count = 13k
expected final word count = 60k-ish
blurb = Robert Peace and Miranda Smyth are found dead together in the front seats of a running car: overdosed peacefully in their sleep, serenaded by the radio, snow falling outside the parking garage.
But their relationship is a mystery, and so are the final moments before their deaths -- the task falls upon Petra, the estranged only child of Robert, and Ryan, the only member of Miranda's family to truly understand her.
Petra and Ryan recount the end of their parents' lives, their complicated familial pasts, and the decades worth of hidden trauma and history that united the two in secret -- until death did they part.
characters =
Petra Peace is a transgender artist pursuing higher education, recently coping with the death of her beloved father -- one she hadn't connected with in years due to her fears that he wouldn't accept her.
Ryan Smyth is a teenager soon to graduate high school. He and his mother struggled with parallel mental health issues, but now, his shoulder to cry on is long gone.
Robert Peace was a successful professor and historian. Intellectual and curious, he went on many adventures and made many friends, but few understood the complexities of his past.
Miranda Smyth was an overworked and erratic mother of four. After losing her identity to domestic responsibilities and worsening paranoia, she nor her family could predict her actions.
Sasha Petrov is the former best friend to Robert and honorary godfather to Petra, the person she named herself after; however, after his sudden falling out with Robert, he hasn't been seen in years.
extra = this is my very first wip intro!! I hope to post more quotes from the novel, update about its progress, and hopefully find some cool mutuals to hold me accountable and talk about writing with :^) Thank you so much for reading!
hello writeblr! im a long-time lurker but have finally found the motivation to make my own blog. hopefully i'll make some friends here and find more inspiration to keep writing + publishing my work!
about me
my name is sav, i'm a twenty-year old college student studying art, digital media, and film! i use all pronouns
i love all things absurd, maximalist, and disturbing. if people say a book is traumatizing, i probably loved reading it
some recently read books include geek love, the piano teacher, + tender is the flesh
about my writing
my chapbook of poetry is available for purchase! White Trash Warlock, by Sav Gripshover - Bottlecap Press
i write a mixture of novels, poetry, and short stories -- some published work can be found in my bio!
the project i'll probably talk about the most on here is berlin, which currently takes the shape of a 50k speculative/literary novel about the horrors of immortality
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