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 06 Feb, 2026 Alicia on the Floor Alternate (Image) 05 Feb, 2026 Alicia on the Floor (Image) 03 Feb, 2026 The Fuck List Older Posts I'd Like You to See 05 Nov, 2024 Election Night, Anxiety Night 03 Jul,...
Managed to get a little bit of art time in the past few days. I'm rather pleased with this one. (As always, click on it for the bigger version.) Send me an email Latest 3 posts 05 Feb, 2026 Alicia on the Floor (Image) 03 Feb, 2026 The...
Fuck ICE. Fuck fascism. Fuck genocide. Fuck bigotry. Fuck charismatic liars. Fuck cowards who preach violence. Fuck fearful little men. Fuck hatred as religion. Fuck terror as a weapon. Fuck cancer of the body. Fuck cancer of the soul....
Otherplace: Boone November 7, 2015 “There’s something remarkably sad about a website that belongs to a person who is dead,” Tina says. Her bare feet are up on the dashboard of my car, the window cracked so that she can periodically ash...
It's okay not to watch every video that captures every bit of brutality that is being brought to bear upon the people of America (or the world, for that matter). It's okay not to read every news article. It's okay not to listen to every...
Dear Viola: It’s ridiculously cold when I get up this morning. The weather app on my phone tells me that it’s -6 out there, but if you factor in the wind, you’re looking at a -19 day, give or take. This is, I am told by locals, No...
Hello from Maine, where the low in two days is predicted to be -9 degrees. That's an improvement over the forecast from a few days back, when they were saying -11. Let's don't talk about wind chill. If you don't talk about it, maybe it...
I follow a lot of traditional artists and photographers online, and I have to say: when I see them, in between posts of their actual human-made illustrations and photographs, starting to post images they've created using AI--even when...
I understand abstractly that the Internet is a global thing (world wide web and all; it’s right there in the name), but wherever I check the analytics page of my account and see where the eyeballs are coming from, it’s a little bit crazy...
Dear Seb, I am here in my living room, and I’m trying to not read any more news today. I am worn to a nub from all that is going on out there in the world, abroad and at home. Certainly there’s always been a sense of the horrors that are...
So listen: it’s hard to be creative in all of this waves hands at everything going on in the world right now. You know it, I know it, they know it. So in order to help try to keep a little flow going on my end, I’m making a little...
“Whatcha doing?” Rivi asks, looking over my shoulder at my phone. “Well, I was enjoying my personal space,” I say. “That ship has sailed, hit an iceberg, and sunk,” she says. She reaches over and taps my phone with her finger....
Dear Viola, It’s snowing just now as I write this, just outside the window at work. It’s not a beautiful filmic snow, drifting with fat romantic flakes, not at all. Instead it’s angry snow, coming down hard and fast, snow that wants to...
I’ve been blogging for more than a couple of decades now, in one place or another (and boy how time does fly when you think about it), and it’s always been fun to scatter words out into the world and see if anything sticks. I’ve made...
I am newly in love with the idea of a postroll here in the first few days of 2026. I’ve sung their praises in the past, and I’ve got one of my own on this site (which I intend to make more quickly accessible in future layout updates). I...