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“Few tasks are more like the torture of Sisyphus than housework, with its endless repetition: the clean becomes soiled, the soiled is made clean, over and over, day after day.”

— Simone de Beauvoir, The Second Sex

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You should read The Last Girl Scout

Did you know that I, award-winning speculative fiction author Natalie H. Ironside, have written like a real book that you can buy and hold physically in your hands?  Exciting!

The Last Girl Scout is a dystopian adventure story about queer hillbillies going on a big adventure in the irradiated ruins of Old America.  If you liked Fallout or S.T.A.L.K.E.R. or all things American Gothic then I got five bucks says you’ll like this.  Plus it’s got lesbians in it &and they are in love & they even hold hands.

The past lies like a nightmare over the world. Two hundred years after the War when atomic fire rained from the skies and burned the world to cinders, human civilization has had time to rebuild within the burned-out husk of Old America.  But the old terrors of the past still persist, and while some work to build a better world, others still dream of reclaiming the glory of the Old World. In southern Appalachia, political commissar Magnolia Blackadder is sent on a mission into the irradiated Exclusion Zone of Old DC, where an evil that humanity thought it had vanquished centuries ago is waking up and rebuilding its strength.  Along the way, she meets a strange woman with terrible secrets and an unspeakable past, and as they forge a bond and brave the terrors of the wasteland together, she learns that some demons are not so easily exorcised, and that some stones are better left unturned. In this her debut novel, award-winning author Natalie Ironside delivers a new vision of the post-apocalypse, a tale of adventure, terror, love, and that most basic and most powerful of all human desires:  Freedom. 

“But Natalie,” you say, “of course I want to support queer fiction and read this post-apocalyptic wasteland adventure transbian romance story, but how can I become a part of this true and amazing way?”  Well, I’ll tell you!

Buy on Amazon

Buy on Gumroad

Cashapp five bucks to $NatalieIronside and include an email address and preferred ebook file type

Subscribe to my Patreon for a download link (and that’s only $2; call that a bargain.  You’ll also get access to all sorts of other shit including my worldbuilding notes and the Christmas special)

Or message me an email address and your X number and I’ll send you an ebook for free; I call that Big Bill’s five-finger discount

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If you wanna know what other people have said about this amazing and very good hit new novel, fantasy author Dan Shepherd penned this lovely review:

And here’s an interview where I sat down with Fellow Worker Bundnik from the IWW’s Upstate New York GMB to talk about my very cool book in particular and leftist speculative fiction in general:

https://upstatenyiww.wordpress.com/2021/02/21/interview-of-fw-natalie-ironside-regarding-her-recent-novel/

Come check it out!  & I hate to be that asshole who begs for reblogs but my blog got deleted recently and I lost all my followers the which is how I primarily promote my work the which is like 1/3 of our household income I need for such extravagances as “food” and “rent so if u could reblog this post that would be very cool and sexy of you

(Amazing and good cover art by fw @soul-hammer​, sneak preview of the lesbians by @neladoesart​)

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i think star trek should write an in universe reason why some series don’t have swearing and some do. make it a universal translator glitch or something.

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when men roll up their sleeves. ok whore

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Excited for 2021 just because we will celebrate the 30 year anniversary of Prince wearing Assless pants to the VMAS in 1991

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cartoon network commercial from 2004

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Cops who sparked national outrage for murdering black people in the street or even their own beds keep their jobs...meanwhile..

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might fuck around and walk into a thick fog and never return idk

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Oh to have a dagger strapped to my thigh

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Man, when I was like 16 I got so sick of being made fun of for being the fat kid that I took an axe down inna woods, chopped down a tree, and started doing log-lifts all the time. I got strong as fuck, but I didn’t lose no weight. I actually got bigger.

Same thing happened when I got into fighting. I got even stronger, and I got *fast*, man, and nimble, like a cat. Still chubby.

Body-building culture is a bunch of crap, my dude. Functional muscle is not necessarily toned or lean. You can be swole as hell and still be heavy. And that’s cool.

Embrace your inner barbarian. And when fatphobic little gym twinks try to body shame you, you should DESTROY THEM with your MIGHTY AXE

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This is certified as true ^

[ID: A tweet from Laura Bailey @.LauraBaileyVO that reads: “This may be my only TikTok ever.” There’s a video attached of her toddler son Ronin doing a Memoji of an octopus. /end ID]

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I would argue it’s relevance is resplendent ageless female sexuality, which is always relevant imo

The core appealing thing about the Mamma Mia movies is that I think most recent movies have lost a sense of camp, but Mamma Mia embraces it. It isn’t trying to be anything besides a jukebox musical about having a lovely time in Greece. 

Does the plot make sense? Eh, kind of. 

Does the timeline make sense? Not really but it doesn’t matter.

Are there some songs that do nothing to further the plot? Absolutely unless someone can justify “Does Your Mother Know” to me. 

Is the point of the scenes with the Dynamo costumes just to enjoy some spectacle? Yes! They’re tacky and glorious. 

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Me, everyday

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for anyone that’s having a bad day, here are pictures of animals sniffing flowers

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It started with imagery. Visuals that popped into my mind and piqued my curiosity. Stars drawn around scars. A cardigan that still bears the scent of loss twenty years later. Battleships sinking into the ocean, down, down, down. The tree swing in the woods of my childhood. Hushed tones of “let’s run away” and never doing it. The sun drenched month of August, sipped away like a bottle of wine.   In isolation my imagination has run wild and this album is the result, a collection of songs and stories that flowed like a stream of consciousness. Picking up a pen was my way of escaping into fantasy, history, and memory. I’ve told these stories to the best of my ability with all the love, wonder, and whimsy they deserve. Now it’s up to you to pass them down.

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what’s the mood… for april?