Sebastian Malloy

I've been taking a break from most things creative while I've been doing a lot of reading (those library books aren't going to read themselves, except for the books on tape ones), but I did buckle down and do a little art work the past few weeks. Since I haven't posted any of them to the blog in a while, I figured that now was as good a time as any. Send me an email Latest 3 posts 19 Jun, 2026 Hey, I Did Some Art Stuff! 11 Jun, 2026

Nearly the only time the phone rings at the post office is when someone is calling to complain. When that happens, I do my best to listen and try to solve their problem. Unless you call and are an asshole. Insulting me (for problems I didn’t cause) or yelling at me (because you’re a baby) means that I’m far less likely to want to help you, and will put so incredibly less energy into trying to solve your problem. Don’t be the asshole. Send me an email Latest 3 posts 11 Jun, 2026 Don’t Be the…

Dear Viola: It’s hot here today, in the mid-eighties, and sticky. Not the California Valley sticky of my youth, where it hurts to breathe and your head feels as though it is stuffed with wet cotton, but sticky like wearing a cocoon of plastic wrap. I pulled another tick off the back of my neck this morning, so there’s also that on top of the unpleasant temperature. The little vampire bug hadn’t gotten his fangs in me yet, so disposal was quick and easy (plucked from my skin and straight into…

… this is just to say that your post, A Rebellious Brain really struck a chord with me, and I am really familiar with that undermining brain process with regard to writing. Oh my, yes. (Also, you who are reading this who aren’t Explicating Elle… why aren’t you over at her blog reading it right this minute?) (Go on.) (Get over there and read.) (You’re welcome.) Send me an email Latest 3 posts 04 Jun, 2026 Dear Explicating Elle… 02 Jun, 2026 Reconnecting, Rereading, Revisiting 02 Jun, 2026

Yesterday, I started messaging some old friends I hadn’t spoken with in literal ages. One of them, it’s been about a decade since we last connected. One I haven’t seen in person in over two decades. None of us had any falling out or anything between us. Life just got in the way, and we all went different places and did different things and time moved on and then other things happened and time still kept on moving… as time does. Most of my friends have reached back to my reaching out, either via…

Back in the day, I used to throw up in my mouth a little bit whenever I heard someone use the word “selfie.” It was just so childishly cutesie, so full of frosting and sugar and sparkles, a trying-too-hard combination of My Little Pony meets “I’m gonna be an influencer when I grow up” that really just made my teeth ache, and still does. Fingernails on a blackboard, just thinking about the word: Selfie. Ugh. Anyway, hello there vibe coding. Send me an email Latest 3 posts 02 Jun, 2026 Old Man…

I fear we may have lost a chicken from our flock yesterday, although there is no gore or collection of feathers to indicate a murder has taken place. Evidence is not always left behind after a crime, however. She is a sweet bird, gentle and timid, and likes to remain in the chicken run and away from the other birds mostly. She has one wonky eye, perhaps the result of an errant peck from another hen, or some disease or injury from somewhere else, and we’re fairly certain that she’s blind on that…

It’s beginning to feel like summer here in Stephen King Country. The air is growing muggy and hot, the black flies and noseeums are beginning to bite and try to crawl into your eyes and nose whenever you go outside, and the summer people are back in town, bringing with them their poor driving habits and lack of respect for the peace and quiet that normally hold sway out here in the woods. I’m sure they bring some sort of economic boost to the area, but I could do without them. It’s not that…

… please kill me now. Send me an email Latest 3 posts 24 May, 2026 Ferris Bueller’s Day Off is Forty Years Old… 22 May, 2026 I Will Eat Molten Pig Iron Before I Will Use AI For Anything 20 May, 2026 Nature Can Bite Me (Not Literally, Please) Older Posts I'd Like You to See 05 Nov, 2024

I will eat molten pig iron before I will use AI for anything. That’s the entirety of my post. Thank you for coming to my TED Talk. Send me an email Latest 3 posts 22 May, 2026 I Will Eat Molten Pig Iron Before I Will Use AI For Anything 20 May, 2026 Nature Can Bite Me (Not Literally, Please) 19 May, 2026 Re: If You Like Someone’s Blog, You Should Probably Tell Them Older Posts

I was at work this morning, alone in the office and doing some paperwork before opening, when I caught a glimpse of two little black eyes peering at me from around the corner of a cardboard box. Mouse? I thought. After a moment there was movement, and I saw that it was not a mouse. For the briefest moment I thought RAT!, but instead it was… a chipmunk? A chipmunk in a post office. Sounds like the basis for a children’s book. I stood from my chair and he ran back into the rear of the office,…

Oh boy, am I all about this! I’ve been trying to live this not only since coming to Bear, but going back into the dark ages of the blogosphere. If I like your blog and you’ve got a contact button, there’s a pretty good chance that I’ve sent you an email giving you praises. There are solid humans in this little community, so be sure to tell them that you love them now and again. Send me an email Latest 3 posts 19 May, 2026 Re: If You Like Someone’s Blog, You Should Probably Tell Them 19 May,…

Has it really been nearly two months since I last posted? Apparently so! I hadn’t meant to be gone so long, but you know how it gets sometimes. It is finally springtime here in Stephen King Country, meaning breezy and rainy, the air full of allergens. The past few days I’ve been feeling the pollen in my itchy eyes, and my stuffy nose. I have a memory like a goldfish for that, always forgetting how my allergies irritate me once the flowers begin to bloom. Jerks. Speaking of jerks, so far the…