K.B. Wagers

Pieces of Cloud

“This is how I would die into the love I have for you: As pieces of cloud dissolve in sunlight.” - Rumi It's important to me to tell you that I love you. It's not only because you are a living being and deserving of such

A Million Pieces

You have all been saved from another Helldivers2 ruminations newsletter by my sister sending me the senior photos for my niece and nephew this morning. I am entirely up in my feels about how amazing they look but also by how they were just babies yesterday. They can't

I hurt for you.

I've had a lot of thoughts in my head my whole life. They fight for prominence on a daily basis, rarely going quiet. It's one of the hazards of being a writer, I suppose, to be constantly thinking about things. The anxious overanalyzing is more my

The Advantage

I've been thinking a lot about fighting. Not only in a *gestures wearily at the world * sense, but in a missing practicing kung fu sense, a need to be in safe situations where tactics and strategy are essential sense. (I think that and the community are a large

A "guy" thing.

"It's a guy thing, you wouldn't understand." It was said teasingly, with laughter and I was laughing when I countered with "You'd be surprised." But I swallowed the rest of it and it stung like poison-coated caltrops as it went

Demolition Pants (Take Two)

More ruminations about gender from your local genderqueer person brought about by Helldivers2 (of all things). I've been playing for a year and have already written once about the strange liminal space of playing a first person shooter game as a queer person. Namely where there's

A Burden Shared

It's easy to feel overwhelmed and lost right now. The constant influx of cruelty via the news seems unending and relentless. The helpless feeling of watching people who are supposed to protect you instead fold to fascism is not only disappointing but enraging. The worry and concern that

Demolition Pants

I have been playing a lot of Helldivers2 lately. For one it's my current ADHD fixation, for two there's something very oddly soothing about playing a cloned grunt fighting for a fascist state with no thought in their head beyond getting the mission done and extracting

Setting Boundaries

I spent part of 2023 and 2024 learning how to set better boundaries, learning how to stand up for myself and what I wanted. In some cases it cost me friendships, in others it helped me clarify what the path ahead would look like. I don't regret any

When the Resistance is doing Laundry

I broke my rule about using my phone during my walk today. A kind person had skeeted at me over on Bluesky about how the NeoG books were getting them through the week. Then while I was on my walk I started thinking about Star Wars and about all the

Teetering on the edge of hope

I am headed to Toronto on Sunday morning for a week of writing, hanging out with fellow authors, swimming in a lake, and generally enjoying myself. I am both incredibly excited about this trip and anxious about the usual flying/leaving cats*/etc. I know I'm anxious even

The Terrible Start

Freya Faust over on Bluesky asked: Hey #writingcommunity what's the first novel-length thing you wrote? And why was it terrible? When I was a junior in high school in the late 1900s (heh), I started a novel. It was a science fiction story about telepathic aliens invading Earth