Sebastian Malloy
Sebastian Malloy
Sebastian Malloy
I had my first typewriter at five years old. I have been writing ever since. All the words on this blog are true, in one way or another. All of the art is as well. Thanks for visiting, and I hope you enjoy your stay.
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Send me an email Latest 3 posts 26 Feb, 2026 Haiku for Dr. Manhattan’s Hotel Cleaning Service 26 Feb, 2026 Beabot (Image) 25 Feb, 2026 Haiku for an Endless Winter Older Posts I'd Like You to See 05 Nov, 2024 Election Night, Anxiety Night...
stupid snow falls still winter is a juicy fart dropped upon my head Send me an email Latest 3 posts 25 Feb, 2026 Haiku for an Endless Winter 25 Feb, 2026 Haiku for the Dog In My Bed 24 Feb, 2026 Haiku for Writing Haiku Older Posts I'd...
on me in my bed the sun is not yet risen dog demands to squish Send me an email Latest 3 posts 25 Feb, 2026 Haiku for the Dog In My Bed 24 Feb, 2026 Haiku for Writing Haiku 24 Feb, 2026 MS Office Haiku Older Posts I'd Like You to See 05...
write one delete two throw the whole batch at the wall some pasta won’t stick Send me an email Latest 3 posts 24 Feb, 2026 Haiku for Writing Haiku 24 Feb, 2026 MS Office Haiku 24 Feb, 2026 Signs of Enpoopification Older Posts I'd Like...
Microsoft says hey Have a small update real quick Task bar doesn’t move Send me an email Latest 3 posts 24 Feb, 2026 Haiku for Writing Haiku 24 Feb, 2026 MS Office Haiku 24 Feb, 2026 Signs of Enpoopification Older Posts I'd Like You to...
A thousand years ago, in the dark ages of the Internet, I had a Yahoo email address, because of course I did. Who didn’t? If it wasn’t the only free option back then, it was near to it. Plus—and you kids today might not believe...
Okay, so here’s the thing: we evil geniuses should be sticking together in times like these. Not that there isn’t a lot of evil in the world. It’s just that there aren’t a lot of geniuses behind it. Evil buffoon doesn’t have the same...
Dear Viola, A fairly uneventful week here in Stephen King country, which is just fine and dandy in this time of Everything Being Horribly on Fire. Nothing has burned down around here that I’m aware of, but then again I do keep my head...
Hello, friends! This is a post for those of you who have been very gently (and not so gently) helping to get the gears in my head grinding, and to start getting the words popping out on this here book I’ve been poking at for a bit. I...
Here at Bear, we do a lot of responding to other people's posts, so here's one from me: the point of my low traffic blog is just because I enjoy writing it. That's really it. Honestly. I enjoy doing it. If people come around and read it,...
Rivi is lying on the dog bed in the sun room, a pillow under her head, leaning against the glass window. Even though it’s winter and in the low twenties outside, the skies are clear and true to form, the thermostat in the sun room reads...
It appears that over the past few days, my muse has returned from wherever she was vacationing, and inspiration has struck me for the first time in a long time. It’s nice to see her again, and good to find that she can still wield a...
November 11, 2015 Rivi stands at my living room window and looks out, tapping her fingers impatiently on the windowsill. “Let’s go let’s go let’s go let’s go!” I am sitting on the floor with my back against the wall, and eating an onion...
Send me an email Latest 3 posts 09 Feb, 2026 Barb Up Close (Image) 08 Feb, 2026 The Ubiquity of Wallflowers - Boone 06 Feb, 2026 Alicia on the Floor Alternate (Image) Older Posts I'd Like You to See 05 Nov, 2024 Election Night, Anxiety...
Otherplace: Boone November 10, 2015 Tina looks out the window of the BART train as the scenery of the East Bay rolls by. The day is dark and dreary, and I can tell by the way she keeps touching her finger against her lower lip that she...