#seanan

[zeldalinksra-hawksinger]

It's all done today! The quote is from @seananmcguire, and the mask is from Majora's Mask!

[dirtytanuki]

Amazon.com: Tricks for Free (InCryptid) eBook: Seanan McGuire: Kindle Store

Your reminder that the new book is out and it is amazing. Visit your bookseller or library today!

[sablerabbit]

Best. Gift. Ever.

[jenroses]

Patreon: Dear Content Creator

Okay, so I think we might have a missed communication here. I’ve seen a couple posts lately from multiple people I support on Patreon that suggest that it is very possible that they do not understand why it is that I throw $5 their way each month.  1. If this were all about tit-for-tat, I would just buy your books, or order your merch. They would call it something other than “Patreon”. A patron of the arts is not someone who is in it just to get tangible things. People who are just in it for tangible things are called “Customers”.

2. I didn’t come to your Patreon because there was something amazing there that I couldn’t get anywhere else. I mean, the live streams are fun? Reading a new story is neat? Music is love? But that’s not why I’m tossing the price of a tray of discount sushi in your direction each month. The price of 1.38 cups of coffee. Two and a half cans of coconut water. You’re worth more than that, and the things you do every single day are so worthwhile that I want to help make it easier for you to keep doing those things, and because we have this neat-o system where a bunch of us who feel the same way can spend what we’d spend on 1/3 of a decent pizza each month and provide you with THOUSANDS of dollars should be an indication that yes, in fact, you are awesome. And lots of us think you’re worth supporting.

3. I might care if you stopped writing books or putting out comics or making music. If we went four months, six months or so without something coming out, yeah, I might move my funds elsewhere. But you don’t need to apologize for a down month when you are moving to a new house. Especially not if you’re funding per creation but even if you’re funded monthly. I’m pretty sure you’re moving to a better place that will allow you more of what you need to be a happy, productive human being. You’re already some of the hardest working people I know. And most of what you produce, I have access to whether I pay you on Patreon or not, via tumblr, via libraries, via Amazon or a local bookstore. I figure you have a down month because of moving to a good space, we’re probably going to see an uptick in productivity later. 

4. I support you because I value what you do, period, in general. There are not a lot of artists I support on Patreon. If you have my pledge, it’s because in general, I want to make it easier for you to art, to write, to music, to do the things that you do so well because they move me. I don’t need to see receipts. I don’t need to know what you did with the money. Throw a party! You deserve it! Buy dolls! Feed your animals! I’m pretty sure you couldn’t stop creating if you tried, because I know how that itch of create-ions builds up when you’re not creating. Don’t apologize. Please, please don’t apologize. 

5. The amount I pledge is what I can afford easily. And by easily I mean without really noticing. It feels almost cheap, given how much joy I get from the things you create. One of you provided the soundtrack for some of the best times of my life. One of you is my escape when I can’t look at the computer and need to retreat to the bathtub with reading material that won’t completely die if it falls in. I don’t read many paper books anymore, but yours? They’re my go-to. Each one gives me four to six hours of escape, pruney toes and happy sighs.  And the last? You sparked one of the best fandoms I’ve ever seen, and you love your characters as much as we do, and pretty much most of what you do is absolutely free and I’d support you at this level even if you weren’t doing extras at all because by god, you need to be encouraged to keep doing EXACTLY what you’re doing, you fucking genius. $5 per month? I pay more than that to go to a problematic movie that acts like people like me don’t exist. You’re going to change the face of modern storytelling, and about goddamn time. 

If I just wanted stuff, I’d buy your stuff. 

But what I really want is for you to just keep being you, to keep writing, to have the things you need that you don’t have to waste your time with some crappy job that doesn’t let you make magic. 

You’ve got nothing to apologize for. 

(If you want to support them, too, links here.)

[themindseyetrolls]

Treasure Hunt

((Pic for @trollsofthezodiac~ Though they haven’t officially met yet, we’re planning for Varmah & Seanan to become moirails. ^v^ This is basically just a taste of the hijinks they’ll get into. Treasure hunting, & just fun adventures in general~))

[flamestoillusions]

For a while Seanan felt on top of the world. Above all. Literally considering she was riding a gorillaphant. A cry a joy came from her as the beast ran about. And here her mother said that it was a bad idea! Look her now. An expression of self satisfaction came to her as she imagine retelling this tale to her family. However, the creature seemed to sense her slip of attention and gave a buck. The blonde was ejected and sent flying through a thicket and right in the path of someone else.

“Ow...guess that’s why they said don’t ride it,” looking the frame looming above her, “You might wanna be careful, there’s an enraged gorillaphant around.”

[apollyodon]

Filthy Treasure

Normal didn't begin to cover him, at least in the aspect of what You were doing. Goggles pulled down tight over your eyes, protecting them from the nasty murk of the water, the you twitch your fins. It had been a couple hours since You had shown up at this alcove. Though if memory served correctly it was pristine the last time, barely a piece of seaweed anywhere in it. Now? The water was brown with murk and it was hard to see the bottom, if it even had a bottom. This was an old technique. Someone had dumped something here and didn't want it found, so the water had been polluted beyond reason to keep sea dwellers out. Well, seems they weren't counting on one with your resilient talent. Though that thought is broken as a shadow pauses over the water, causing you to look up. Huh, that seemed to be a ship. Couldn't be the owner of whoever dumped the stuff here or something would have been dropped down to retrieve it already.

Gills flaring, you shoot up to the surface and easily poke your head out, gills still flared open and still working.

[apollyodon]

"Kehehehehe!"