Writeblr Introduction: Hello!
About Me:
Hello! My name is MT (she/her) and this is my writeblr!
I write speculative fiction with a bent towards horror and the strange, though I love experimenting with other genres every so often.
My themes and topics tends towards the fantastical and the existential. Monsters, mysteries, and histories are my bread and butter with dashes of “humor.” The quotations are an urge to take that assertion with a grain of salt.
Other things that often crop up in relation to writing is my love of music, science, and nature (especially plants, birds, and mycology)
General Housekeeping
Below the cut you will find information about all my WIPs, past and present. This will be updated periodically!
But first, some quick bullets
- To start off, I should state all my writing (esp longer pieces) will be posted on my website: mthollowell.com . Alongside my fiction, you’ll also find book reviews and other writing related musings.
- All my writing updates will be under #mt writes. This includes snippets, blurbs, tag games, writing challenges, and the like
- I read a lot, all over, so all book things can be found under the #mt reads tag
- This is my writing sideblog. I follow back with @missaddledmiss
- And if you like my stories and are able, you can drop a few pennies into my Kofi account!
The Deep
It sings
in melancholic trances
The song of the deep
Bubbling up from the darkness
in a world robbed of light
Unknown to most
Deadly to all
Bring me home to the depths so that I may know your song
& steal from my lungs so that I may sing
-4/5/25
Man of Little Faith
The galactic priest died on the floor of his chapel.
Starlight pooled in through the windows to where his body lay. Dust floated in the air, winking in and out of the light.
Why would anyone choose to be the main character???
If you could be a character from a book or film, who would you be? Why?
Be a character?
Nah, fam, I’m good.
Most of the books and films I consume involve some horror or vicious murder plot, and I would not choose to be in that situation.
Could I be the supportive bestie that the main character calls when they need support or inspiration? Sure! Could I be the nosy neighbor that tags along with…
Daily WP Prompt: 4/8/25
Daily writing promptDescribe one positive change you have made in your life.View all responses
I’m an achiever. I like a good challenge. Learning things daily keeps me engaged and focused.
I say this because for the longest time, I’ve felt bored. I have a good enough job, but after 5+ years in my current position, I learned all I can to accomplish day to day tasks and I’ve felt stuck in a rut…
An Ode to Libraries
“Get thee to a Library”
In honor of National Library Week (April 6th-April 12th), I want to take a moment to tell you all that libraries are not only places to find books and movies. (Although, I’m not gonna downplay that. It’s so much free material and all you need to access it is a library card. That’s priceless in today’s economy). You can find so many free resources at your local library. Almost all of them have access to computers and free public wi-fi. They offer cheap printing services and meeting rooms that anyone can book (be it small study groups or larger nonprofit events). They also have a multitude of online resources: from databases to help you with research projects to genealogy services to help you investigate family histories to sites that can provide learning and skills training to bump up your resume. There’s so much to offer and you don’t even need a library card to access all of it (but why not, right?).
An Ode to Libraries
“Get thee to a Library”
In honor of National Library Week (April 6th-April 12th), I want to take a moment to tell you all that libraries are not only places to find books and movies. (Although, I’m not gonna downplay that. It’s so much free material and all you need to access it is a library card. That’s priceless in today’s economy). You can find so many free resources at your local library. Almost all of them have access to computers and free public wi-fi. They offer cheap printing services and meeting rooms that anyone can book (be it small study groups or larger nonprofit events). They also have a multitude of online resources: from databases to help you with research projects to genealogy services to help you investigate family histories to sites that can provide learning and skills training to bump up your resume. There’s so much to offer and you don’t even need a library card to access all of it (but why not, right?).
Kaelía is Gētnyx’s chosen successor as Vessel, which causes some strife within the Temple when Kaelía kills Gētnyx, because she IS indisputably now the Vessel but she killed the previous one and and she’s only seventeen and wasn’t even godsworn yet when she did it and that’s… awkward. Especially when Kaelía starts saying things like “Gētnyx has gravely misused the image of Corysecli, and I am divinely chosen to right that wrong. As a Senki Temple we are not meant to be involved in mortal politics and I’m withdrawing the Temple’s support for this military dictatorship. Also I’m overhauling hundreds of years of tradition of how Initiates are trained and the duties of Initiates and Divine Soldiers. You all have to listen to me because I am the living avatar of the goddess you swore yourselves to. :)”
The Deep
It sings
in melancholic trances
The song of the deep
Bubbling up from the darkness
in a world robbed of light
Unknown to most
Deadly to all
Bring me home to the depths so that I may know your song
& steal from my lungs so that I may sing
-4/5/25
A Quarterly Update from the chronic overthinker
Ax Gleam
Dorothy is the one to realize that she has the parts her companions need.
She is a lonely girl in a new world, frightening even among all the wonder and color. A witch is hunting her for the silver slippers she earned from an accident she didn't mean it. Glinda is no help, just telling her to follow the yellow brick road to the Emerald City with no explanation of what she should do if she runs into danger. At least that command leads her to the Scarecrow, the Tin Man, and the Cowardly Lion. Joy fills her with each new companion. (She doesn't tell her new friends about the witch.)
The Scarecrow is loyal and so, so smart- imagine what he would do with an actual brain? The Tin Man is kind and for something that claims to be heartless, an actual heart would have to be bigger than normal for him. The Lion is passionate and brave when it matters, now he needs actual courage to back it up.
When they take a break for the night before reaching Emerald City, the Tin Man builds a fire. Dorothy sits in the Scarecrow's lap, serving as a shield from the deadly flames. The firelight catches the ax as Tin chops up wood, making the head gleam silver. Dorothy stares at it. (She's not sure why.)
It's when her pursuer is revealed and the task to kill the Witch of the West is set, when Scarecrow kneels in front of her and promises he's with her no matter what, Dorothy remembers the ax. (And how sharp it was.)
She waits until they stop for the night. Lion has taken Toto with him while he hunts for himself. The Scarecrow went with them to find some more firewood and, knowing him, some more food that isn't what Dorothy just has in her basket. Like before, the Tin Man is chopping wood for fire until he notices her stare. "Is everything alright, Dorothy?"
"I...um. Tin Man?" She taps her fingers and tries to put the suggestion to words. "I was just thinking...what if we didn't have to kill the Wicked Witch of the West?"
If he still could, he would clearly raise a brow. "What do you mean?" Dorothy, staring at the ax, reaches up. She traces her brow, on the skin stretched over her brain, before moving to her chest, feeling her heartbeat. The Tin Man stares at her before her silent message sinks in. "Wha- no. Absolutely not."
"It'll be easier."
"Dorothy Gale, you are fourteen years old. You have an entire life- you need to go home."
"This is a death mission." She snaps, lifting up a silver slipper covered foot as proof. "The Witch is going to keep trying to hurt you guys-"
"Dorothy-"
"-until I'm dead. And I'm not even sure-"
"Stop."
"She'll even stop at that-"
Hands clamp down on her shoulders.
"ENOUGH!"
Dorothy's teeth audibly click when she shuts her mouth. The Tin Man stares her down, eyes so, so sad. (That's she's gotten to this point.) "We are going to figure it out." he says. His grip on her loosens, instead turning into a soft rub to help with any bruises. "We always do. We always find a way. We've done it before." She can't even protest at that.
Because they have. All the way here, they've found ways.
Silently, she nods.
Satisfied, the Tin Man sits down next to her.
"...don't tell 'Crow?"
He stares at her. "Alright."
The trio returns soon after that. Lion boasts about how he fought off a huge vulture, Tin Man argues that claim and Scarecrow is rolling his eyes as he and Dorothy arrange themselves. "It was a butterfly and he hid behind me." he whispers in her ear. She giggles.
She ignores the gleam of the ax.