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Sarah Fletchins @phdancersteapot.bsky.social · 08/12/2025

A fun farewell to retiring character elderly vampire LARPer Betty yesterday with the long awaited Storytime 78. Thanks to patrons & listeners for sticking around during my hiatus. Hope to present the next episode on Valentine's Day. 🍵🖋️🫖📖☕ #storytimeforgrownups

Sarah is dressed in a rainbow unicorn onesie with an old lady blue-rinse wig on and blood red lipstick, showing fangs over her bottom lip as she peers up at the camera through red rimmed glasses.

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Sarah Fletchins @phdancersteapot.bsky.social · 27/08/2025

My very dear friend P.S.C. Willis ( @pscwillis.bsky.social ) has their debut novel coming out and there is going to be a virtual celebration. To join in, sign up to their newsletter for the Zoom details and a bingo card! (Follow the tag) ☕🫖📖 #debutauthor #newbooks #queerbooks #booklovers

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Sarah Fletchins @phdancersteapot.bsky.social · 22/06/2025

Today's the bday of my novel character Grace, loyal adorer & supporter of cat-shifter Fey. Though she's an MC in my cat-shifter book, Grace is a side character in the spin-off WIP, & this snippet comes from there, where Reece is getting to see the extent of her dedication & practical support skills.

A dark background with one cat's eye visible holds the following snippet of text:

‘So she won’t be able to do it.’ At first Grace just looked terrified, but then she got her science face on, and determination rose to the surface, her adrenaline becoming focused. sharper somehow. ‘So we have to do something to increase her energy so she can get through the Change. So we feed her, right? Like, a lot.’ Grace’s anguish was dropping away now that she felt she could take action, replaced with a calm purposefulness. Max might not get involved very often, but all he was smart, Reece realised.

‘I’ll throw it all up!’ Fey groaned, looking green.

Grace knelt beside her, cupped her chin and held her gaze. ‘No, you won’t.’ She looked up at Reece. ‘We need a load of sweet stuff, sugary drinks, and salty, fatty stuff like crisps. Just pretend we’re having a tenth birthday party.’ She paused. ‘And also tuna, for afterwards. Just get all the cans of tuna, but don’t open any, or the smell will bother her.’

Max put a hand on her shoulder. ‘Very good.’ Grace gave a tight smile and went pink again.

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Sarah Fletchins @phdancersteapot.bsky.social · 19/05/2025

Cover art reveal for Crying Out for Magic by P.S.C. Willis Detail 2... Someone ready to fall ever so awkwardly in love Watch @alethearlyons.bsky.social for the next detail, & see the full cover via @pscwillis.bsky.social on Thursday 22nd #WritingCommunity #2025Debuts #Fantasy Artist: Jess Montz

a brown paper page with packing symbols for ‘this way up’ and ‘fragile.’ A contents label reads: Cinnamon rolls - 2, Magic - Lots.
A small section of the paper is ripped away to reveal two different skylines, depicting ruined buildings, with a green slash between them.

Two small sections of the paper are ripped away. One reveals two different skylines, depicting ruined buildings, with a green slash between them. The second, the face of a white boy with curly hair, smiling shyly at someone.

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Sarah Fletchins @phdancersteapot.bsky.social · 18/05/2025

Today is the birthday of my novel character Sam, so I decided it was time I shared a snippet of her in my current #WIP.

Closeup of hands playing guitar with the following text on a dark background:

‘So you knew when you asked me to join the band.’ His voice was flat and empty, his gaze dropping to the floor. She was ruining the memory of their amazing performance and it hurt to watch.

‘I promise we didn’t just ask you because of that,’ she told him, her voice pleading. ‘You are amazing Jake. And your song, it gets to everyone. Like somehow you’re speaking directly to every single person.’ She hesitated. Say it, say it, say it. ‘And I really like our band practices. I’ll miss them so much when I leave school. I’ll miss you. I—’

‘JAKE!’ Grace had spotted them, and came tumbling up from the table to envelop Jake in a hug, Fey close behind her.

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Sarah Fletchins @phdancersteapot.bsky.social · 18/01/2025

PERFECT ON PAPER x THE INFINITE NOISE 16 Y/O Grace *would* be ready to confess feelings for her BFF, if Fey'd just stay human long enough 😪 🐈‍⬛Shape-shifting 🏳️‍🌈Best friends➡️lovers 🤷School drama 🧡Found fam 💙Siblings 😠Bullies 🏳️‍🌈#OWN bi, demi, NB 🫖Comfort #P2Ppit #YA #Q #RF

The spring green-toned image collage is dominated by the stare of a half-human, half-cat face, illustrated in watercolour and pencil. Both eyes in the portrait are yellow-green and both the short, pixie-cut hair of the human and the fur of the cat is black. The human half of the face has pale skin. The tagline reads: “Have you ever been told a secret that changed everything, when all you wanted was to share one of your own?” Around the portrait image are photographs relating to high school gossip and bullying, queer Pride and comfort. They include gossiping figures in school uniform, a hot beverage held between someone’s palms, rainbow reflections and badges, a black cat, a writing hand with a pen, and someone sketching.

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Sarah Fletchins @phdancersteapot.bsky.social · 17/01/2025

NOT MY PROBLEM x MISFITS Fey (16, cat-shifter) thinks she’s unlovable. BFF Grace has the feelings to prove her wrong. Jake, Grace’s little bro, thinks Fey is the perfect prom date. For love to win, Fey must accept herself, & Grace must speak up. #P2Ppit #YA #Q #RF

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Sarah Fletchins @phdancersteapot.bsky.social · 04/12/2024

Hi! I'm a writer-illustrator with #YA & #NA #amquerying & #WIP projects feat. queer teens with superpowers coping in modern day England. I also write Storytime for Grown-ups & poetry & I make art. I have a smol who steals time & 3 bunnies. 🚫No TERFs, Tories, crypto promoters, or general meanies pls

A tea mug with a teapot on it surrounded by art materials including watercolour paints, paper and pencils, and some open notebooks.

Sarah in the snow with her baby inside her waterproof jacket sleeping against her chest.

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Sarah Fletchins @phdancersteapot.bsky.social · 16/05/2024

My poem "The Gates" features in the anthology Not/Coming Out, launching today on Amazon. Copies will be available via bookshops longer term (patience required for Ingram Spark). A big thank you to the anthology team for accepting my poem for inclusion. www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B0CXHMNM3...

A gradated pastel background with images of the kindle and paperback versions of the anthology 'Not/Coming Out' and the text: Not/Coming Out, a charity anthology, May 16th 2024, OUT NOW! And a small sticker-style text saying 'My work's in this!'

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Sarah Fletchins @phdancersteapot.bsky.social · 05/02/2024

And Q2 for today's #MMCM: Do you have a cause that matters to you or something in your world that you're fighting to change? How do you go about working towards or supporting that cause?

A starry night background with the text: @TeamTeaAndBooks writers host Meet My Characters Monday #MMCM Our characters want to chat to your characters. Questions will be posted every Monday by different characters from the imaginations of @TeamTeaAndBooks. The host will be announced each Sunday on the TTAB account. Let your MC take the social media reins, unleash an antagonist, or let a side character have the spotlight. We can't wait to hear from them.

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Sarah Fletchins @phdancersteapot.bsky.social · 05/02/2024

Hi there all characters joining today's #MMCM! Q1 for today: In our world, humans haven't had a very good impact on the rest of the world we live in. Do you feel that your people or species are good for the environment around you? Do you co-exist well with other species?

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Sarah Fletchins @phdancersteapot.bsky.social · 22/01/2024

Reece: And for #MMCM Question 2, let's get positive: What's one thing you're currently looking forward to in the future? I think I'm going on what might be my first proper date on Saturday, so I guess that!

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Sarah Fletchins @phdancersteapot.bsky.social · 22/01/2024

Good morning #MMCM! For Q1 today: Are you good at comforting others, and if so, what do you do to help your friends when they're feeling bad?

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Sarah Fletchins @phdancersteapot.bsky.social · 22/01/2024

Good morning fellow characters! I'm Reece, and I'll be your character host for today's #MMCM, coming to you from my girlfriend Sam's cellar music studio 😁 If you'd like to join us for a cuppa, a jam, or just to continue any ongoing chats you've been having, please do so here! Interview Qs at 9am.

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Sarah Fletchins @phdancersteapot.bsky.social · 18/12/2023

*...his robin. He snuggles up with it in the sunny patch to wait for Ash or someone else to come get him, either after Ash has visited other friends or to generally socialise. Ever now & then he opens 1 eye to look for his special friend.* 2/2 @pscwillis.bsky.social

6 images of cats. Top 2 are white Turkish Angora & an arrow points to them saying, 'This cat'. The other 4 are off various cats snuggling toys with an arrow and the words, 'These poses'.

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Sarah Fletchins @phdancersteapot.bsky.social · 06/12/2023

Today's #WIPWednesday prompt from #TeamTeaAndBooks is "transparent." Here's a nice moment between Sam and Denzel. Since I have 3 MCs, the question is tricky. Sam is probably the least "open book," often hiding her struggles successfully to take responsibility or help others.

Denzel slouched in, a sluggish tiredness in his movements, and dropped into his chair behind the keyboard. ‘I think I just failed a maths test,’ he groaned, laying his head on his arms on the keys. Sam had switched it on for him in preparation and it made a discordant twang.
Sam grimaced sympathetically, even though he couldn’t see her. ‘Oh. I’m sorry. Do you want a hug? Do you need some help?’ She slipped out from behind the kit, and then felt awkward for standing up in case Denzel didn’t like hugs. They hadn’t really had reason to establish this.
To her relief, Denzel got up and came to her, resting his head against her shoulder. ‘Yes to both.’
Sam squeezed him as she would Lacey. She chewed on the inside of her cheek, wondering if her instinctive next words were weird. ‘Help over the break?’
Denzel pulled back and looked at her, his eyes going wide. ‘Really? Would you?’ His skin looked grey and his breath was short, his panic and gratitude at her offer transparent.

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Sarah Fletchins @phdancersteapot.bsky.social · 04/12/2023

#MMCM Second question from Fey this morning: Are other people's dreams: a) boring b) fascinating c) only interesting if I'm in them d) other Fey: A little bit of C and a little bit of D, D being 'also if they foretell the future or something' ya know. Some people are more intriguing than others.

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Sarah Fletchins @phdancersteapot.bsky.social · 04/12/2023

Good morning #MMCM! This is your friendly cat-shifter Fey speaking 😁🐈‍⬛ For my first question: As you probs know, I can change shape into a small, slinky black cat. More like HAVE TO than can, really. So, if you could change shape into absolutely anything at all, what would you choose?

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Sarah Fletchins @phdancersteapot.bsky.social · 04/12/2023

Morning #MMCM! It’s Fey here, inviting you to Aunt Rosemary’s where you can chill in the cosy tea corner with Denzel, hang out in the kitchen/dining area with snacks & drinks, or if you can brave the cold, mill around the garden. If you wanna carry on a convo from last week, join me in this thread.

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Sarah Fletchins @phdancersteapot.bsky.social · 29/11/2023

Today's #TeamTeaAndBooks prompt for #WIPWednesday is "citrus," so here's Jake being all "must have been nothing" 😁Fruits: Sam: Kiwi because they always need to be left to ripen with the apples. Jake: Raspberries because everyone loves them instantly. Reece: Mango because it's terrible out of season.

‘She was asking for you.’
Jake forced himself to take a slow breath. Reece was doing a pretty good job of conveying that this was a Fey-specific problem, and it was bad, without giving anything away to Denzel. Jake swiped into the messages, turning his phone screen away from Denzel’s prying eyes, and scanned them quickly, his stomach dropping into his feet.
‘I…um… haven’t been there. To Rosemary’s,’ he admitted, a hint of panic finding its way into his voice. He forced himself to look up and meet Reece’s eyes.
Reece took a step backwards. Because I’m feeling too intense, Jake realised, trying to breathe deeply and calm himself. Then Reece took a tentative step forwards. ‘Can I—’ He held his hand out for Jake’s phone.

‘Oh, uh, sure, yeah.’ Jake stretched his arm out as long as it would go and dropped the phone into Reece’s palm.
Reece stepped back again, quickly typed something with his thumbs and stepped forward to give the phone back. ‘I put it in your Google maps.’ Despite the extra care both took in reaching for the device, their fingertips brushed, and both of them pulled their hands away as though they’d been burned. Jake could have sworn that for a second the air smelt like citrus peel or sparklers or something, but then it was gone again, and he guessed he must have imagined it.
‘Thanks,’ he managed.
Reece turned back towards the shops. ‘I’m getting some stuff they need,’ he told Jake over his shoulder. ‘I’ll be back there as soon as I’m done here, just so you know.’

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Sarah Fletchins @phdancersteapot.bsky.social · 22/11/2023

I am super late after a full-on day but squeezing in with a newly drafted snippet for #TeamTeaAndBooks #WIPWednesday prompt "velvet." If this book were a fabric it would be a dark velvet with a web pattern sewn into it in golden thread, the lines looping and stretching out of sight.

Max pulled the car to the curb and Jake flung open the door, two sets of velvety cat paws springing over him to jump to the pavement as Rosemary and Fey turned their superior night vision and sense of smell to the task of locating Reece fast. It made no difference—Jake still saw him first, tucked up against the far wall of the bus depot building, a crumpled, human-shaped shadow in the dark. Jake was out of the car and crossing the street to the park-and-ride carpark before Max had even pulled up the hand brake, the yellow of the street lamps making blurred pools in his peripheral vision as he ran. He knew he was yelling out but couldn’t hear his own words.

Suddenly, he was being knocked sideways, pulled by arms wrapped around his waist, hitting the tarmac and rolling. It was then, as the curb shocked the breath out of him, that he heard the wail of the bus horn, saw the vehicle he hadn’t seen or heard coming charging past as he lay, panting on the hard ground. The night air turned sharp with abrupt clarity and everything smelled, for a moment, like a sharp, sweet blend of citrus, ice, and cardamom.
‘What the hell are you doing here?!’ was the desperate, ungrateful greeting he received from Reece as he rolled away from Jake to slump back on the pavement. Jake was vaguely aware of the two cats circling, checking he was uninjured, then retreating—going to the car to Change.
‘Did you just save my life?’ Jake spluttered, watching the bus in shock as it pulled into a bay, the driver climbing down and running towards them.

The reflection of branches in the surface of a still, grey body of water.

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Sarah Fletchins @phdancersteapot.bsky.social · 20/11/2023

Lacey: OK another question for #MMCM. Ummmm… Do you believe in the tooth fairy? Sam: Remember some characters here aren't from our world. They might not know what that is. Lacey: OK… well… do you believe in whatever is in your world that mostly just kids believe in?

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Sarah Fletchins @phdancersteapot.bsky.social · 20/11/2023

Lacey: So hiiii #MMCM! For my first question: Can you dance? Will you dance? Do your friends dance? Do you know how to do the Baby Shark dance? Sam: Lacey that's 4 questions. Lacey: So? Wanna dance? Sam: Alright. But can I please go get a cup of tea first? Lacey: Only if you get biscuits.

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Sarah Fletchins @phdancersteapot.bsky.social · 20/11/2023

Hi #MMCM! My name's Lacey & I'm Sam’s little sis. She says I have to tell you I’m 9. I'm gonna host! Come get crisps & squash & play Just Dance with me! I wanna know all your secrets. Sam: Lacey that's creepy Lacey: Whatevs. If you chat lots, find each other to keep old chats going in this thread!

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Sarah Fletchins @phdancersteapot.bsky.social · 15/11/2023

I'm late, but I'm here with a snippet for #TeamTeaAndBooks #WIPWednesday prompt "Survive." And as for the question... Fey would take a large supply of coffee, a pot, a lighter, and a lot of chocolate. The others would be even more practical, except Sam might bring a musical instrument 😝

‘I don’t really have any cooking skills,’ Reece admitted, shrugging. ‘I mean, I did the essentials we had to do in food tech but it’s not like we had ingredients at home to practise any of that, so I mostly forgot it all. I can like, turn an oven on and throw things in there for however long it says on the packet. It does the job.’
Jake turned around from the kettle and blinked at him. ‘Are you being serious?’ He rubbed his eyes. ‘I guess I thought you’d be pretty good with anything that’s like, life skills.’
Reece shrugged again, embarrassed. ‘Doesn’t really take extensive skills to make survival food.’
Jake looked like he was fighting some kind of internal war, chewing on the inside of one cheek. ‘Okay,’ he said after a moment. ‘You’re coming to my house, and we’re gonna do cooking.’

Image of homemade pizzas ready for the oven, sitting on trays on top of the stove.

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Sarah Fletchins @phdancersteapot.bsky.social · 08/11/2023

Today's #WIPWednesday prompt from #TeamTeaAndBooks is "disappoint." So here's Fey disappointing everybody 😅 Content warning for misuse of made-up anti-shifting drug. Some of my characters (Grace, Jake & Sam in particular) are quite goal-driven & there's a lot of "study/training Vs relationships"

Max came in through the back door, wearing his work boots and covered in splotches of white paint. He stopped when he saw Fey’s pale form on the sofa, and strode over to join them, ignoring the dirty prints his boots made on the living room floor.
‘What’s going on?’
Rosemary knelt down next to Fey and looked into her eyes, touching her forehead like Reece had tried to do to check for a fever. She glanced up at Max. ‘Catsbane misuse.’
Max made the angriest sound Reece had ever heard from him. A sudden, guttural growl. ‘So we shouldn’t have trusted you to keep your own supply.’ He looked at Fey with resigned disappointment. Reece felt ill for her. His dad had always looked at him like that. Max, however, hadn’t given him that look once. To earn it from him must be sickening.

A half-human half-cat portrait in watercolour and coloured pencil, featuring a human half with short, pixie cut black hair, pale skin and yellow-green eyes, and a cat half with the same eye colour and black fur.

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Sarah Fletchins @phdancersteapot.bsky.social · 06/11/2023

#MMCM Question 2: If you could wake up tomorrow with one new ability or skill, what would it be? Denzel: I dunno if this counts as a skill, but I would like to care less what people think. All the best people I know don't seem to be as worried about that as I am.

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Sarah Fletchins @phdancersteapot.bsky.social · 06/11/2023

Denzel: Sooo #MMCM! For my first interview question: Who is the most important person (or entity, because you know, they could be a dragon or your dog or something) in your life? What makes them special? I'll answer below 'cause my answer is NOT gonna fit here. 😅

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Sarah Fletchins @phdancersteapot.bsky.social · 06/11/2023

Hi #MMCM! I'm Denzel. You may remember me behind the band keyboard or answering Qs previously, but you probs don't. That's fine. Anyway I'm gonna host! Welcome to my tea corner. Music & hot choc welcome. If flirting, please go over there 👉🏻 Before I do the main Q's, what's up, regulars? Who's here?

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Sarah Fletchins @phdancersteapot.bsky.social · 01/11/2023

Today's #WIPWednesday prompt from #TeamTeaAndBooks is "luck." After much pondering I realised I did have a good spot for this after all. Omens and luck don't play much of a role in my WIP, but I'm considering one character gifting another a lucky charm at some point.

It was uncomfortable. It left her open to being hurt, to care what these people thought. Yet somehow Sam felt as though she’d found the two (maybe three, if she counted Grace. Was Grace a friend?) human beings around her own age in the entire world who would never betray her, who fitted. How had she gotten so lucky? And there was… There was something about Jake in particular. Like her mind had singled him out as safe, as worth defending even if it meant other people noticed her when she could have slipped under the radar; Sensible Sam, leaving the building. His presence in the band seemed to open up what had been just about the music into something that felt like real friendship with Denzel, too. Denzel responded to Jake, despite all his misgivings about letting him in. And it felt like she was favouring Jake, caring about what happened to him more than she did other people. Wanting, more than she ever had with Denzel alone, to make music a home that they could all return to.

Close up image of the side of a blue and white electric guitar to make room for remaining snippet alt text. The snippet continues:

Maybe for his sake. Unfair. Everyone deserves to be cared about equally. Sam opened her eyes and scrolled slowly with her thumbs, a sense that she was on the cusp of understanding something tight in her stomach. It wasn’t that. It couldn’t be.

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Sarah Fletchins @phdancersteapot.bsky.social · 16/10/2023

In a few weeks I will be sharing my last virtual exhibition collab for a while. Themed 'Gardens of the Mind,' this project features 11 wonderful creatives—visual artists providing inspiration for flash fiction from writers. I will be introducing the contributors in this thread.

A vivid yellow-green banner-shaped flier with a background of meadow flowers and text that reads:
Picture This Storybook Edition:
Gardens of the Mind
11 creatives in collaboration
Visual artists inspiring writers
Join us for the launch via YouTube premiere on
Saturday October 28th 2023
On YouTube channel PhDancer's Teapot
10:00 UK and Ireland / 19:00 Queensland, Australia / 19:30 South Australia / 20:00 Victoria and NSW, Australia
BYO food and drinks to enjoy while you watch and comment live!

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Sarah Fletchins @phdancersteapot.bsky.social · 15/09/2023

Happy birthday to Jake "I'm ordinary" Turner, who may or may not be an ordinary kid with supernatural peers 🤷🤐 My only MC who never completely wrecks my chapter plans, except that time you found the music room...and the many times since... Thanks kid. Keep being the star.

A pencil and fineliner sketch of Jake, a lanky boy with messy short hair and freckles, holding a soccer (football) ball under one arm and a plate of pancakes in the other hand. Around him are descriptors: His name, Jake Turner, pronouns, he/him, and birthday, 15 Sept 2001; "I'm fine;" flies on the football field; where was music all my life till now?; let's make a movie!; will make you food; gotta beat big sis Grace (at life) (but hurt her and you'll regret it); scarily interesting to supernaturals; pan, I guess (shrugs); faster than you—catch me if you can; "But I'm just ordinary;" pancake chef of the century; songwriter, apparently.

A sketch of Jake alongside an older sketch of his sister Grace, showing the family resemblance between them.

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Sarah Fletchins @phdancersteapot.bsky.social · 07/09/2023

Poetry from Storytime 65, belatedly illustrated. 🍵🖋️🫖🖌️☕

An illustrated poem on the pages of an A6 sketchbook, the pages lying open on top of various notebooks and art materials. The handwritten poem reads:
Visions of the Unnoticed

Behind a curtain of cloud
that has settled softly over time
hangs a secret, unnoticed.
A stone left unturned
almost on purpose, set aside from history.
You lift the lingering veil in dreams,
dancing with discovery,
untethering the tangled ties of understanding.
And when the sepia wash of sunrise
sweeps the curtain out of sight,
the lesson never lingers,
leaving only a tug of determined deja vu;
a prickle of almost-perception—
an introspection not quite deep enough
for knowing.

The illustration in watercolour and coloured pencil depicts a hand holding a single daisy up to the light in front of a background of blurred fields and silhouetted branches.

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Sarah Fletchins @phdancersteapot.bsky.social · 07/09/2023

Yesterday's 'Shore'-inspired newly drafted snippet for #TeamTeaAndBooks' #WIPWednesday. If it was personified by the sea, this book would be a shifting coastline, changing daily with moments of crashing storm waves & moments of peaceful tides lapping at a pebbled shore as the sun breaks through.

Sam dropped her bag behind the drum kit, pulling her sticks into her hand and flopping onto the drum throne in a tumbling sequence of movements that felt like they were one. Like collapsing into bed or diving into water. She twisted the sticks together in one hand, the smooth wood sliding over itself and over her fingers with a soft slip that told her she was home. Sam smiled, an ocean inside of her swelling and breaking gently against the shore of her ribs. It came in waves like this; the joy and pride at the safe, musical space she'd created. The pull of this emotional current didn't tug her in every direction like so many others had of late. It filled her with a sense of belonging, of purpose. Maybe being a mentor, a teacher, a guide to people who needed music in their lives; people like Jake, for whom it was a refuge, was what she wanted to do with her life. Maybe performance didn't have to be the ultimate dream she'd built it up to be. Maybe this was how she found her people.

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Sarah Fletchins @phdancersteapot.bsky.social · 23/08/2023

Birthday happenings 🎂🎨🧡 Know some epic rock/alt-rock/pop punk? Help me build my birthday playlist: open.spotify.com/playlist/1BMhWkpKX…

A loaf-shaped cake with light-coloured buttercream icing covered in edible flowers and blackberries. '35' number candles are lit on the top. In the background are a teapot and mugs.

A pair of black ankle boots with chunky soles, threaded with rainbow laces

A selfie of Sarah (a pale-skinned person with red-brown hair with a turquoise streak in a short bob, dark blue eyes and thick dark-rimmed glasses) wearing a new-looking black sweatshirt with a rainbow clock design on the front and sitting on a colourful sofa. Rainbow shoe laces are just visible at the bottom of the picture.

A loaf-shaped cake on a white plate, coveted in chocolate buttercream, sliced strawberries, grated chocolate and calendula petals.

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Sarah Fletchins @phdancersteapot.bsky.social · 16/08/2023

Today's #WIPWednesday prompt from #TeamTeaAndBooks is "Sun." So here's a bit of fresh new draft, not quite hitting the way I'd like but that's what drafts are for, I guess 😅 This book as a holiday is a spooky cottage in the Blair witch woods that somehow turns out friendly 🙂

The weak Wednesday morning sun was doing very little to curb the chills that kept shivering up and down Reece’s arms as he slunk toward school, weaving through the side streets. At least it went some way to clearing the static in his head from lack of sleep, though. The first half of the night he’d been glued to his laptop screen, too much information from fifteen tabs and unrefined searches swirling around in his brain like a storm. And all for almost nothing. He wasn’t an empath or a highly sensitive person; scent had nothing to do with empathy and it wasn’t like he was sensitive in any other sense. No one was describing what emotions could be; dangerous. Drug-like.

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Sarah Fletchins @phdancersteapot.bsky.social · 12/08/2023

Intro to my #WIP: Reece is a monster, barely afloat in the addictive sea of others' emotions. Sam is unnoticed, absorbed in others' pasts. Jake just wants to avoid being bullied by Reece and ask out his sister's BFF. When these 3 collide, it could make magical music, or be a disaster. #YA #LGBT

A mood board made up of 9 images with a blue and yellow dark glowy colour scheme. In the top right yellow light shows a drummer's hands. A teen slumps against a wall with their head on their knees, and "sorry" is scrawled on a blackboard. Rising lights and smoke-like tendrils of light weave through the air. A hand reaches out as if from underwater. Light shines down a bass guitar from a close-up angle looking along the strings, a rainbow is reflected in someone's palm, and a silhouette shows two ambiguous figures kissing.

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Sarah Fletchins @phdancersteapot.bsky.social · 12/08/2023

Intro to my #amquerying book: Fey (a cat-shifter) thinks she’s a monster, unlovable: BFF Grace has the feelings to prove her wrong. Grace’s bro Jake thinks Fey is the perfect prom date. For love to win (& prom not to suck) Fey must accept herself, & Grace must speak up. #YA #LGBT #R #SPF

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Sarah Fletchins @phdancersteapot.bsky.social · 07/08/2023

But also, hi! I'm a writer-illustrator & I'd love to find writing & art friends on here. I write YA queer romance with a supernatural twist, as well as poetry & funny short fiction for grown-ups. I sometimes curate virtual exhibition projects on YouTube. I like cosy stories, tea, dragons, & forests.

A collage of 9 images: The central image is of Sarah, who has glasses, red-brown hair with a turquoise streak and pale skin, and is wearing a navy suit. Around her are artwork images in watercolour and pencil, featuring a tricycle, hands holding tea, Monet's garden, a face that is half fox, half human, someone looking out of a window, and a variety of beverages. There is also a cake decorated with teapot shapes and an image showing art materials, tea, and a series of other illustrations in a pile.

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Sarah Fletchins @phdancersteapot.bsky.social · 07/08/2023

Should I test this thing out with writing, illustration, photography... Nah, rabbit pics. These two are Riley and FeeBee 🐇🧡

Two rabbits snuggling on a couch covered in a patchwork blanket. The rabbit on the left is tan-coloured with two up-ears. The rabbit on the right is tri-coloured with black, tan and white and has one up-ear and one lop-ear.

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