M of Ragged Feathers @signalstation@raggedfeathers.com

DYING IN SPACE: written by @maenad and @signalstation with illustrations by @RAPIDPUNCHES

Available now! Two games in one zine! 3-2-1 LAUNCH!

https://maenad.itch.io/dying-in-space

) Author of WITCHES TOWN, a collection of microfiction most of which came from Mastodon posting
https://gumroad.com/l/witchestown

) Author of two horror-comedy stories under a pseudonym for Horrible Vacuum
http://horriblevacuum.com/wordmovies/microwave-coven/

) Creator of over 150 music mixes (signalstation.com)

) 3rd star in the constellation of Auragonan the Deer Who Crushes the Fallow Fields

) Black Left Hand of the Frozen Moons of Enoff

) just some idiot, I don't know

1) Not getting enough sleep

2) Overindulging in alcohol

3) Accidentally referring to your friends by the names of the ancestors they resemble.

4) Ignoring horoscopes because “All the stars move anyway, so who cares.”

5) Enjoying swing music.

6) The section of your wardrobe made from woven reeds and lizard pelts.

7) At every opportunity, you mention “This all used to be underwater” while gesturing at everything.

I'm meant to be writing, so instead I tried to get back into my frozen Flickr account, which required getting back into an abandoned Yahoo account, which took so long I don't remember why I started, so here's an old street art photo I took in 2013 when I worked in San Francisco.

accidentally wrote "return to slender" on a bunch of junk mail that didn't have my name on it and now there's a tall, skinny cryptid holding credit card offers and trying to lure me into the woods

Feeding the crows in the neighborhood keeps giving me weird ideas for fiction. Like, to a crow, I'm a known weird figure who, if approached, will probably toss something good my way and leave. Sometimes it doesn't happen. Don't want to get too close, just in case.

In my head, I flip this to a supernatural creature who, when they see humans, tosses a magic ring their way, into the dirt. Maybe watches to see if they pick it up, maybe doesn't. Is it bait? What's their deal?

Have most of the day earmarked for "write horror scenario, dang it" but forcing its way on to today's To Do List is "arrive late to the party for liking the band Car Seat Headrest."

Thank goodness I can do both at once, or...

Kinda fun to think about the Devil at the crossroads all those nights not a single person showed up to make a bargain for their soul. Just... hanging out. Kicking rocks. Peering into the gloom. Tapping their hairy thigh.

Sorry to inform but my online class Karate Chop Your Way to Weight Loss has been cancelled because my karate chopping demonstration area was full of spoons with pudding on the handle so every time I karate chopped, I hit a spoon and launched pudding into my mouth.

Obviously, some part of my class planning has gone wrong and I'll need some time to address the issue.

Here, have a comic i drew years and years ago.

I own a lot of board games for someone who's terrible at making friends and who never invites anyone over.

Someone asked me what my favorite horror movie was, and I don't have one, so I offered up The Ritual.

I guess I now have a favorite horror movie. What do I do with this knowledge? How long does it last? Can it be cured?

okay, house of pain, I've given it a LOT of thought... and I'm finally ready to "jump around"

[camera pulls out to reveal that I walk a lifeless Earth, rag-clad, and am then lifted into the air by a fire tornado and thrown into the ocean where I land on a slowly turning gyre of fishing nets and plastic bottles]

monthly pillow delivery service
monthly deboning service
monthly jelly limb massage service

Hey, what's shakin'?

(kicking an overturned walker out of reach of some tentacles so hard one of the tennis balls on the legs comes rolling off)

Pfft. "Elder" god.

Thank you for the Oscar nom for Best Performance By An Unconscious Mind Generating Anxiety-Filled Dreams About Being Lost Abroad With No Wallet or Phone, but I'm boycotting this year.

[dinner plans/board game night gets cancelled due to illness]

oh thank goodness, now I can have more time to work on a horror/fantasy game scenario

that was a close one, I almost left the apartment and had fun... I mean: Sorry to hear you're sick! Rescheduling is fine!

Ever wonder what I sound like as a GM? Why-- why would you be wondering that? What an odd thing to wonder.

Anyway, I ran a fantasy adventure thing tonight:
https://www.twitch.tv/videos/534610476