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Sad Monster and resident coffee gremlin what writes about uncomfortable subjects and fantastical things that lurk in dark places. || https://linktr.ee/dyrewrites ||
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I am dying and unable to write, but here are all the things what I wrote when I was not dying slowly from my throat hole. They're unsettling, some say disturbing, #ebooks what are mostly #queer and all #horror. You can get them many places! Enjoy! books2read.com/ap/nk3EBb/Am... dyrewrites.itch.io

How do you know if you're actually getting sleep or just laying down and coughing for hours until you give up? Anyone know how to tell if you've not slept? I'm not hallucinating shadow bunnies or washing a single section of wall, so I'm assuming there is some sleep happening...but idk.

movies you've watched more than six times and no one is surprised

Astarion, "So, how was your night with Gale? Did you have a long, hard debate?" Me, asking the screen, "what, did something happen?" Gale, "Ignore him. Astarion envies the depth of our bond because he's of a shallower inclination." Astarion *snorts* Me, "Damnit, Delgrij, what did you do!?" #bg3

There is a dry spot in my throat no drink can reach and is made angry by cough drops, ice cream and food. I am about ready to reach in there and start clawing. Maybe if I feed it some fingers it will remember how throats are supposed to work.

Things I wish to do again; Sleep uninterrupted for more than an hour. Do anything physical without feeling exhausted after five minutes. Speak above a whisper. Write. Drink and eat anything at all without incurring the wrath of 'the cough'. Powerful coughs lead only to ruin. Someone take my lungs.

Okay, I think I might be dying. I love all of you. It's been fun. Going to cough myself into oblivion now.

If one more person responds to my whispering, "sorry, I lost my voice." With, "oh ho, lucky husband." I will start punching.

"I'm just going to dip into these old memories so I can tell a story. They're real old, no way they could possibly still hurt," I blubber, tears streaming down my face as every ounce of agony rakes through me as if it were fresh and new. I hate you, brain.

I have a 'will read anything loaned' policy. I love trying new things. But sometimes, while it might be a spectacular book for them...it won't be for me and I can't finish it. I used to feel bad about this but tastes are so subjective it's pointless to beat yourself up for not sharing all of them.

Post a favorite TV show with a female lead character.

When you keep criticizing your kids, they don't stop loving you. They stop loving themselves. Let that sink in.

Post a female character you love.

Sorry for the spam there. I wanted to make up for missing last week, so I just through the rest of the part's chapters up. Not much to go before the whole book is on my site. Unedited, but still. Whole thing. >.>

//Have you enjoyed your stay in the dollhouse, my sweets? Refreshed and ready to take on the Wen?//

//As apology for missing last week, I'm posting the rest of the Dreadmire chapters -- one more after this one//

//When promising safety, one should be aware of where they are...//

The Birthday is a weird horror film. Just absolutely bizarre. No idea what the hell I just watched. Interesting though. Also, can someone tell Corey Feldman it's okay to age? I don't think he's aware. Either that or he's a vampire. Which would be fine too.

"I can't be coughing that much while sleeping, I don't feel like I've missed out on sleep," I say as I snuggle up on the couch and try desperately to find a position to lay in that won't set off more painful barking. Coughing like a squeaky seal is exhausting, in case you did not know.

Coughed myself awake only to find a spider menacing my office. The hell do I do with myself now.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

My son's outside my office, playing a massive and dramatic wargame with his toys. The sound effects he's making with his mouth are trying to give me a headache. This is not a complaint. He's fourteen. He could be doing worse. But I am fleeing this basement and maybe taking a nap...

I lost my voice and my coughing fits now make me sound like a deranged squeaky toy...but I believe I am getting better. I'm also airing out the house while it is barely 3 degrees outside, so my sanity is still in question. But the stuffy air is not helping, it has to go.

Have a belated answer to the belated question, #pretendpanel. Without intending it, love seems to play a fairly defining role in my stories. Not always in a positive manner, and not always romantic, but it's always important. Even if the importance is in its lack.

>.> www.youtube.com/watch?v=wJNb...

#WritersCoffeeClub Feb 15: What’s the easiest emotion to write? Panic, or anxiety. Probably because I like to play with sentence length, and punctuation, to get the reader to slow down. Or read faster without realizing it. It's fun, so it comes easier. Also I am always anxious, so there's that.

I'm not sure if this counts as a poem, haven't written those in so long I forgot how they work, but it's all I've written in weeks and holiday-themed so you're getting it. #happyvalentinesday #writing

This one is free today as well, because what is a pseudonym but a secret you keep only from your mother, right? #free #ebook #valentinesday itch.io/s/147651/ros...

It's live! Come get your free murderous theybies(that a word? One of em is an 'it' but I'm tryin' to be cute here). They will cut you. You might like it.