Motes Played is a new @Post-Self novella, and is up for pre-order as a paperback and ebook over at https://motes-played.post-self.ink. I will be releasing the first few chapters ahead of time here~
Content notes: an adult character interacting with the world as a child; vague themes of familial abuse.
Motes Played relies on the plots of The Post-Self Cycle, particularly Mitzvot. It is recommended that you read those works (or the primer) first to avoid confusion and spoilers, but you can probably make your way through all the same if you try. They may all be found here as paperbacks, ebooks, and free to read in the browser.
The tilde (~) is the punctuation mark of whimsy and on this I will not be swayed.
She died at play,
Gambolled away
Her lease of spotted hours,
Then sank as gaily as a Turk
Upon a Couch of flowers.
Her ghost strolled softly o’er the hill
Yesterday, and Today,
Her vestments as the silver fleece —
Her countenance as spray.
— Emily Dickinson
Motes — 2362
Serializing the first half of Motes Played here :3 Patronfriends will get the whole thing, and of course once it is out it will be available to read for free in the browser, as well as in paperback and ebook here.
