K.B. Wagers is the author of the NeoG Adventures from Harper Voyager & the Hail Bristol saga from Orbit. They are genderqueer and write stories about queer joy & villainy.
My brain is full of things lately, so you might see an uptick in newsletters as a result. I promise I'll try not to drown you all and I do appreciate every open and read and message about these from you. đź’š I got a refurbished Polaroid from Blue
PIPPIN: I didn't think it would end this way. GANDALF: End? No, the journey doesn't end here. Death is just another path, one that we all must take. The grey rain-curtain of this world rolls back, and all turns to silver glass, and then you see
I am not a proponent of the idea that you must write every day to be a writer, or even an author. Life is fluid, ever changing, and you have to be able to work with that shifting landscape in order to make it in this business. There are obvious
I've been slowly working my way through Assassin's Creed: Shadows again. After the debacle that was Valhalla and then Mirage (I will spare you all the usual rant), I was hesitant to trust Ubisoft not to break my heart and honestly wouldn't have even
I am reading Let This Radicalize You: Organizing and the Revolution of Reciprocal Care by Kelly Hayes & Mariame Kaba. It's more than just a book about activism, it's about hope and community and how we care not only for each other but for ourselves while
Buckle up, folks, this one is personal. I was 42 when I came out, which is something that will forever fill me with amusement. That is, after all, the answer to life, the universe, and everything - so it makes perfect sense that it all went down that way. The
I ironically injured, or more accurately aggravated old injuries, my left hand after posting last week's newsletter and then spent a good chunk of the following week trying to baby it back into some form of health. It feels mostly better (we're back to the normal
“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
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'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
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
"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