HER LIGHT ALIKE is a Halloween story about magical lesbians. Well, only some of them are magic. And some of them are bisexual. The book available in a .zip from Gumroad (containing .epub, .html, .mobi, and .pdf) and on Amazon for Kindle.
Set in a coffeeshop known as a gathering place for magic practitioners, where the graffiti on the walls makes for some unexpected sparks on an open mic night, HER LIGHT ALIKE is a 12k erotic romance. There’s Vivian, whose grandmother owns the shop now, and their family for centuries before them, back when it was a temple. There’s Tamsin, who’s new to the tiny Greek island and looking to make friends. A love spell brings them together, but not in the way you’re thinking.
An excerpt!When Tamsin’s name was next on the sheet, Vivian took the stage to introduce her. “You might have met this new girl on our tiny island. She was here for the summer, and I’m happy to say she’s decided to stay. Tamsin Kaya.”
As the audience clapped, Tamsin emerged from the dark, a notebook in one hand and her coffee cup in the other. Vivian waited for her, and when they met in the middle, she kissed her cheek before returning the mic to its stand and adjusting the height. Tamsin was tall in those boots.
"Hello." She spoke close to the mic, but low. She twisted one foot around the back of her calf. "I wasn’t finished my coffee, and I didn’t want it to get cold," Tamsin said, holding up the cup. "I hope you don’t mind."
The crowd laughed along with her, and she took a sip, toasting them, then setting it at her feet and opening the notebook.
Beth nudged Vivian with her elbow. It was a reminder to pay attention to the rest of the room, not just Tamsin. Vivian wanted it to go well for her.
"I have some poems for you," Tamsin announced. "This first one is inspired by my yoga teacher, a riff off a little prayer she says at the end of every class."
Vivian recognized the words as soon as Tamsin recited them. Something very bad was about to happen.
"Fuck," she said aloud, and when she turned to Beth, Vivian saw that she understood. "Cut the mic," Vivian told her, but it was already too late. As Tamsin read the words in her notebook, the sigils painted on the wall behind her glowed red, and Vivian felt the energy in the room crackle to life.
If you’re looking for some magic this October, HER LIGHT ALIKE is for you!
Hey, Tumblr. I heard you like Halloween and queer characters, so I wrote something just for you.
this picture is revolutionary
I saw The New Pornographers play the Commodore Ballroom this weekend, and all my years of being smug about getting the full lineup of this ever-flexible band—by virtue of sharing a hometown—finally caught up to me. After nearly a dozen shows over more than a dozen years, I finally saw The New Pornographers without Neko Case.
They’ve added a new singer (Wikipedia says she’s Lindsay “Coco” Hames), and Kathryn Calder filled in admirably, but the signature New Pornos sound misses Neko’s voice desperately. I couldn’t help but notice that—with a setlist containing more of the back catalogue than the brand new album—they chose more recent Kathryn-led songs than trying to cover too many of the Neko classics.
I’ve seen shows without Dan Bejar before, and though I missed him, I could understand it more, like, OK, that song didn’t make the setlist for this tour. (Bejar is the second songwriter of the band and always sings lead on his own songs. He often leaves the stage when it’s not his own song.) Bejar’s songs are among my favourites, but I know not every show can be a greatest hits show. And I know the band is coming back to my town soon.
But Neko. Man. I missed her last night. Her voice is the harmony, the siren call, the line I always find myself singing out loud. (You can often count on her for a dirty between-song story, too.)
So, if you’re in Boise, Nashville, or NYC, go see them play. Go see Carl play his new harmonica, go see Bejar stumble around like your dad at a wedding, and go hear Neko sing. Because she’s the best voice around.
President Street at 4th Avenue
Brooklyn keeps on Brooklyning.
So wow. All girl bands! I made a Google Excel Sheet of them all in case anyone else cares and based on the number of responses my post last night got I’m assuming other people do! So - go forth and add! Also there were a ton of suggestions so forgive any typos because I was just transcribing and I kept things that looked like typos because what do I know?
Also - a couple of people named a lot of female singers? And I put them on the list (and added Beyonce - why did nobody who mentioned female singers mention Bey?) because I know Bey always uses an all-female backup band so she counts and I don’t know if that’s true or not of the rest of the solo singers mentioned.
I’m super not knowledgeable about singers and bands so some people were all “Bikini Kill!” and others were “Well, Bikini Kill doesn’t count but they’re good!” and some people were all “Dixie Chicks!” and others were all “Dixies!” and IDK if they’re the same or different? I’ll research later but I have to go to work so not right now.
The Google Doc is open to editing to anyone who wants to. I made a column for genre and a column for notes (favorite song, other names, etc.). Please be kind when editing.
I fell into to the girl band hole and filled in all the oldies and really oldies and added some more R&B and County which were underrepresented? Need some more alternative and 90/2000 stuff filled in/ edited. I laughed out loud at Hall and Oates though, whoops.
I was not sure about wanting important women soloists, but I added the top country ladies as well.
Have at it, my courtiers…
I was so angry about Heart being crossed out because they have boys in the band, I had to edit.
honestly i bet the fucking x files intro sequence was actually just the powerpoint slideshow mulder showed to skinner when he was pitching the idea of the x files re-opening to him
music and all
Wow, that’s quite an old post. Not sure how it resurfaced. But, well..
The Beatles were definitely the One Direction of their day. I’m not saying FOUR is going to be Sgt Pepper’s or anything, but The Beatles in 1964 were basically 1D in 2011. I Want To Hold Your Hand was What Makes You Beautiful.
Time will tell if One Direction can cut it as an act with real longevity and cross-market potential, but don’t confuse the modern reputation of The Beatles with who they actually were when they started out. None of your musical idols started out as legends. They started out as “just another band” until they got popular enough or stuck around long enough to be remembered.
There will inevitably be artists from our generation who are remembered as great musicians and timeless acts. There will absolutely be someone sat in 2064 complaining about how all the latest pop is derivative and boring and fake, boasting that they only listen to “real music” (vintage classics like Sam Smith or Coldplay or whoever).
No one knows what will be classic rock until it’s already classic rock. One Direction may get there, or they might fade out in a few years. But in terms of who they were a couple years ago as compared to who The Beatles were fifty years ago, the parallel is pretty much undeniable.
Enjoy. I hope it makes you smile today.
THIS IS IT, THE SEQUEL TO HOME TEAM WE HAVE ALL BEEN WAITING FOR. THIS IS THE SEQUEL ZACH AND AARON DESERVE, IT IS SO BEAUTIFUL.
shitty novel that sells millions of copies and makes me fabulously rich, all the way! when you’re fabulously rich, you have the freedom and breathing room to write your beautiful masterpiece. it doesn’t work the other way around—if you fail to sell copies, it doesn’t matter how beautiful your novel is, because you won’t be given a second chance.
i’m not the noble poor and i have no dignity to lose. i just had to move back in with my dad at 25 to save money. i work a shitty horrible job that i hate and is killing me just to ALMOST make ends meet. being able to pay my bills and take care of my family means more to me than any artistic integrity i might have tbh.
artistic integrity is for rich white dudes pass it on