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wott 🌱 @wottenmoss.bsky.social · 24/05/2026

the ig algorithm hated this for some reason, but I’m still proud of it 🥰 I think it would be fun to do more little projects like this! #writingcommunity #writesky #booksky #fantasybooks #reading #fantasymusic #music

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wott 🌱 @wottenmoss.bsky.social · 18/05/2026

the sun weighs heavy on the land teeming and vibrant distant promises of life now blooming thin strands of gossamer break across my shins— the race is run and summers won the oak king rules again #writing #writesky #writingcommunity #poem #poetry #summer #nature #bloomscrolling #druidsky #obod

in the dense brush, a bee rests on a bright yellow flower reaching toward the sun

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wott 🌱 @wottenmoss.bsky.social · 14/05/2026

orange brightens the air today— it mingles with split cedar and crushed pine, with the viscera of cut grass, and the soft clean scent of springtime mist as it kisses my nose and touches my lips. #writing #writesky #writingcommunity #sensory #poem #poetry #spring #nature #druidsky #obod

drops of morning dew cling onto strands of spiderweb inside the hole of a wooden fence. faintly, in the background, a valley of mist can be seen, pooling around the base of a mountain.

photo cred: me! (full disclosure, I took this picture a number of years ago, not during my walk this morning — I couldn’t really take a picture of what I was smelling)

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wott 🌱 @wottenmoss.bsky.social · 11/05/2026

through the forest under a veil of gentle rain my feet carry me over the stone bridge across the river, across the boundary in this new world, the wind whispers secrets to rustling leaves and birdsong bids me listen #writing #writesky #writingcommunity #poem #poetry #nature #druidsky #obod

the treetops of a forest, overshadowed by gray clouds. some trees are full of spring leaves; some are stark and bare.

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wott 🌱 @wottenmoss.bsky.social · 10/05/2026

a fine silk of wind against my skin, sun-warm and caressed by errant petals, pink and fallen. one finds it’s way beneath my collar, nestled against heartbone I inhale that wind, and seed a lungful of bubblegum spring

a muted image of pink flowers hanging down from a tree, dripping in spring rain. a gray sky and out of focus trees in the background.

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wott 🌱 @wottenmoss.bsky.social · 01/05/2026

Project Sunheist will be ready for a critique partner in ~a month! An enby assassin on strike, psychically-linked Crime Husbands™️ , an anxious teen witch, and the experiment she set free must work together to prevent a powerful magic item from falling into the wrong hands. #ABCPit #F #A

Moodboard featuring imagery of the sea, canals, a key, a round-looking bird, the sun, a mask, flowers, gold, and stars surrounding a group of five silhouetted people

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wott 🌱 @wottenmoss.bsky.social · 29/04/2026

A troublemaker chosen by the spirits breaks an ancient tradition to keep her best friend (not her crush, obviously) by her side, resulting in deadly—and possibly apocalyptic—consequences feat: a looming Shadow that lives in the sky and occasionally swallows the sun #QuestPit #Q #F #NA #LGBT #ND

Moodboard featuring a mystical forest, a faint outline of a woman flying over a dark shadow, a magpie, two people holding hands, a library with stained glass windows, sheet music, outlines of leaves, mountains and a dagger, and watercolor-style flowers, clouds, mushrooms and sun

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wott 🌱 @wottenmoss.bsky.social · 29/04/2026

The last Conduit is dead—and Magpie of Lornwhen, perpetual troublemaker and incurable dreamer, is thrilled about it. Two clueless lesbians. A forest full of spirits and giant mushrooms. A journey of love and ascension. #agentguide #querying #QuestPit #Q #F #NA #LGBT #ND

Text: An agent’s guide to When the Magpie Flies by M H Wottenmoss. Background of mountains, trees, and giant mushrooms. A magpie flies in the sky.

Pitch: Magpie of Lornwhen, hobbyist scholar and incurable troublemaker, refuses to believe she hasn’t been chosen as a Conduit.

Wild spiritwoods cage the human cities of Iridis, and the Conduits are humanity’s only defense against the monstrous spirits that lurk within. Magpie has always dreamed of becoming one of these elite spirit-whisperers, who never want for anything, never wonder where their next meal is coming from, never have to shelter in a half-crumbled clocktower no one else wants. When Magpie is definitely, absolutely chosen by a spirit, she finally has her chance.

Calladonna, her best friend and partner-in-survival, doesn’t want Mag to be a Conduit. There are rumors about how it changes people, how they don’t come back quite right. More than human — or less. Determined to reassure her friend and keep them together, Mag convinces Calla to follow her in secret, hidden from the other Conduits as they undertake a sacred journey into the heart of the spiritwoods. But Mag’s secrets can’t stay hidden forever, and when the consequences turn deadly, she has to make a decision: abandon her dreams or risk losing Calla forever.

Comps: A Dark and Drowning Tide by Allison Saft: clueless lesbians, murder and betrayal, journey of ascension. Nettle & Bone by T. Kingfisher: found family, humor and darkness, perilous quest.

Also featuring undiscovered magic, monstrous spirits, chaotic academia, ill-advised rituals, haunted forest, queer & autistic ensemble cast, giant mushrooms, original music

Opening lines: The world went dark just after she jumped off the roof. In one moment she could see the clocktower before her, the ledge beneath its defunct face familiar and inviting, and in the next there was nothing. It wasn't an uncommon occurrence, necessarily, but damn if that wasn't inconvenient timing.

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wott 🌱 @wottenmoss.bsky.social · 27/04/2026

the words are allowed to be bad in the first draft, but then I have to read them later 😩 #camprevpit #crpshrikes #gifrevisions

screenshot of a tumblr post by sjw-bot: in retrospect, yikes

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wott 🌱 @wottenmoss.bsky.social · 27/04/2026

#camprevpit #crpshrikes not fully satisfied with this moodboard for sunheist wip yet, but my brain is no longer cooperating with attempts to fix it 😅

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wott 🌱 @wottenmoss.bsky.social · 26/04/2026

#crpcabinraids! the spirits are the most prevalent “monsters” throughout the story, beings made of cold blue energy, some of which are giant & clawed, or tiny & insectoid—or humanoid, but not quite right but there’s the Shadow too, which looms over the world and narrative… #camprevpit #crpshrikes

You couldn’t always see the Shadow in the sky; most of the time it was a tiny spot of darkness marring the daytime sky like an inverse star or nestled in the blanket of night. It wasn’t something you could set your clock or your compass to, either. It changed size and shape and location with no clear pattern.

Hedgemages made a habit of trying to divine by it, to conjure some sort of meaning from its movements. What a waste of time—the Shadow simply was what it was. Sometimes it was bigger. Sometimes it was smaller.

Sometimes it swallowed the entire sky.

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wott 🌱 @wottenmoss.bsky.social · 24/04/2026

good morning! a little snippet from the manuscript I #amquerying for #camprevpit #dialoguedrop Magpie and Calla are a team and they’re definitely not in love, no sapphic yearning here 👀 happy friday everyone!

"This is a bad decision," Mag said as she packed up her things, just for the sake of it. For the record.

"Maybe," Calla admitted. "But you're good at those."

Well. It wasn't not true. Mag responded with a demonstrative gesture, snatching up Calla's pack before she could try to carry it herself.

Calla was still trembling minutely, but she walked over to Mag's side without wavering. She didn't insist on taking her own pack. "No way out but through."

"Factually incorrect. Running for the hills is still an option."

"No, it isn't. I took that card off the table and ate it." Calla’s deep brown eyes were full of mirth and unafraid. She wanted to look at them forever.

"Evil," Mag insisted, her smile growing larger and more genuine. She knocked her knuckles against Calla's, and together they set off back toward the path.

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wott 🌱 @wottenmoss.bsky.social · 13/03/2026

just submitted to #revpit! 🎉🎉 I’m planning to post a new agent/editor guide soon, but for now please enjoy my favorite moodboard for When the Magpie Flies #revpitwaiting #writesky #writingcommunity

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wott 🌱 @wottenmoss.bsky.social · 10/03/2026

hey author friends, this person seems to be commenting under writers’ posts and asking them to send their manuscripts. they seem to be offering a beta read, but they’ve done this >20 times in the last day alone which makes me suspicious. #writesky #writingcommunity #booksky #authorsky #writing

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wott 🌱 @wottenmoss.bsky.social · 28/02/2026

paused querying to do a developmental edit like a lunatic, so #UnhingedPit seems appropriate to announce I’m #querying this project again soon! #Q #NA #A #F #LGBT #ND The Council: arguing over if Magpie was actually chosen to be a Conduit between humans and spirits Magpie:

An image of a possum wearing a wizard hat and holding a magic wand, riding a goose, with text that says I am a conduit for nonsense

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wott 🌱 @wottenmoss.bsky.social · 11/10/2025

The last Conduit is dead--and Magpie of Lornwhen is thrilled about it. When a troublemaker is chosen by the spirits, she breaks an ancient tradition to keep her best friend by her side, risking her only chance at her greatest dream–and the wrath of humans and spirits alike.

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wott 🌱 @wottenmoss.bsky.social · 06/10/2025

#DVpit day 5: song!! I composed (but not fully recorded yet) an album of original music for my book. This one (tentatively titled Into the Spiritwoods) really captures the spookier aspects of the worldbuilding

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wott 🌱 @wottenmoss.bsky.social · 09/09/2025

okay okay, looking very edible. the question remains: will the vanilla perform illegal wrestling moves on my taste buds?

a very edible looking loaf of banana bread

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wott 🌱 @wottenmoss.bsky.social · 16/08/2025

Chosen by the spirits, a troublemaker journeys into the spiritwoods—but her quest for destiny may be her doom. Overhead, a great Shadow writhes, growing larger and larger until it swallows up the sky… Sound on 🎵 listen to the original soundtrack for WHEN THE MAGPIE FLIES! #PosterPit #Q #F #NA

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wott 🌱 @wottenmoss.bsky.social · 16/08/2025

The last Conduit is dead—and Magpie of Lornwhen is thrilled about it. #PosterPit #Q #PosterPitQ #F #NA #YA

A movie poster featuring a misty forest, a magpie flying over the blue mountains rising into the sky.
Text: Enter the spiritwoods. When the Magpie Flies, a book by M H Wottenmoss. Undiscovered magic, queer fantasy, chaotic academia. Querying now.

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wott 🌱 @wottenmoss.bsky.social · 15/08/2025

When troublemaker and hobbyist scholar Magpie is chosen by the spirits, she breaks an ancient tradition to keep her best friend by her side, risking her only chance at her greatest dream–and the deadly consequences that follow. #queerpit #f #na #ya #agentguide 📌

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wott 🌱 @wottenmoss.bsky.social · 13/08/2025

my partner got me a bouquet and my mom brought me a sunflower, both for no particular reason (they did not coordinate with each other lol) feeling very lucky and grateful to have such wonderful people in my life ☺️

a bouquet of yellow, orange, and pink flowers in a vase with a sunflower in the middle

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wott 🌱 @wottenmoss.bsky.social · 06/08/2025

#agentguide for WHEN THE MAGPIE FLIES (81k queer fantasy) When troublemaker and hobbyist scholar Magpie is chosen by the spirits, she breaks an ancient tradition rather than leave her best friend behind—and brings the wrath of spirits and humans alike down upon the realm. #questpit #Q #F

Text: An agent’s guide to When the Magpie Flies by M H Wottenmoss. Background of mountains, trees, and a giant mushroom. A magpie flies in the sky.

Pitch: Magpie of Lornwhen, hobbyist scholar and incurable troublemaker, dreams of becoming a Conduit. As the realm’s only defense against monstrous spirits, Conduits are beloved and privileged—and it’s Magpie’s best chance to escape the undertow of poverty. When a spirit chooses her for the honor, marking her with a cold, entrancing touch, her dream is suddenly within reach. To fully ascend as a Conduit, Magpie, alongside the other newly-chosen, must embark on a journey into the heart of the spiritwoods.
The only thing holding her back is her best friend, Calladonna.
There are rumors about how Conduits are changed by the mysterious journey, and Calla can’t shake the feeling that if Magpie leaves, she won’t come back. Determined to reassure her, Magpie convinces Calla to come along in secret, hidden from the other Conduits. For the first time, Magpie’s future is bright and shining—until one of the other Conduits turns up dead, and it seems like Calla may be to blame.

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wott 🌱 @wottenmoss.bsky.social · 22/07/2025

met a chatty crow in the woods, got an iced caramel nut coffee with my mom, ready to write! #writingcommunity #writesky #amquerying

two happy little blue wildflowers nestled in long grass

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wott 🌱 @wottenmoss.bsky.social · 17/07/2025

obsessed with the stickers my coworker gave me this morning, the middle one is literally the mc in the manuscript I #amquerying

Three holographic sparkly stickers. One is an image of a wizard with text that says read banned books, gain forbidden knowledge. The second is a lil orange frog with a wizard hat that says I am and conduit for nonsense. The third is a strange moth creature crouched over a bowl of soup with text that says please leave me alone I am eating soup.

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wott 🌱 @wottenmoss.bsky.social · 13/07/2025

WHEN THE MAGPIE FLIES is a character-driven queer fantasy that comes with its own soundtrack! (sound on 🎶) #BluePit #Q #F #LGBT #ND #TR #OV #BluePit📖

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wott 🌱 @wottenmoss.bsky.social · 13/07/2025

A troublemaker chosen by the spirits breaks an ancient tradition to keep her best friend (not her crush, obviously) by her side, resulting in deadly–and possibly apocalyptic–consequences #BluePit📖 #Q #F #LGBT #ND #TR #OV #agentguide #agentsguide

Text: an agent’s guide to WHEN THE MAGPIE FLIES by M. H. Wottenmoss. 75k queer fantasy, adult/upper YA, series potential
Light blue-gray black ground with a flock of birds

Pitch:
In a realm overgrown with wild spiritwoods, humanity’s only protection is the Conduits. Newly-chosen Conduit and incurable troublemaker Magpie of Lornwhen has everything she’s ever wanted at her fingertips. All she has to do is complete her journey of ascension through the spiritwoods, and then she’ll live the privileged life of one of humanity’s beloved defenders. She’ll never have to worry about struggling to survive again.

But Magpie has never been good at doing what she’s told, and when she breaks an ancient tradition, the spirits start killing off the fledgling Conduits—and it seems like it’s her fault. Besieged on all sides by threats from humans and spirits alike, Magpie is faced with an impossible choice: abandon her dreams, or risk losing her best friend forever.

But the wheels of fate have been set in motion, and it may be too late to save themselves—a ravenous darkness looms in the sky, and it's been waiting a long time for humankind’s defenses to waver.

Excerpt:
You couldn’t always see the Shadow in the sky; most of the time it was a tiny spot of darkness marring the daytime sky like an inverse star. It wasn’t something you could set your clock or your compass to, either. It changed size and shape and location with no clear pattern.

The hedgemages liked to try and divine some sort of meaning from it, which was a bit dumb in Mag’s opinion. The Shadow was what it was. Sometimes it was bigger. Sometimes it was smaller.

Sometimes it swallowed the entire sky.

Mag didn’t mind, really. It was usually a great excuse to take a nap. Unfortunately, sitting on a shallow ledge twelve stories high wasn't really a good place for that. It was only marginally worse than napping on top of the giant mushrooms in the spiritwoods, and Mag… would not admit to doing that anywhere Calla might overhear.

A line-drawing scene of forested mountains and giant colorful mushrooms, with a dark shadow in the sky and a bird flying toward it.

Featuring text:
-monstrous spirits
-mildly haunted forest
-giant mushrooms
-ill advised rituals
-slow burn sapphic romance
-autism rep
-introspective, hopeful, and fun
-a Shadow in the sky that occasionally swallows the sun
-original music composed by the author

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wott 🌱 @wottenmoss.bsky.social · 07/05/2025

“The last Conduit is dead—and Magpie of Lornwhen is thrilled about it.” feat: 🌲clueless lesbians 🌲giant mushrooms 🌲petty academia 🌲haunted forest 🌲banter & shenanigans 🌲autism rep! #questpit #q #f #lgbt

An image of a mystical path through the woods

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wott 🌱 @wottenmoss.bsky.social · 07/05/2025

A troublemaker embarks on a perilous journey into the spiritwoods, facing danger from spirits and humans alike on her quest to claim her destiny. Feat: clueless lesbians, found family, casual magic, giant mushrooms, a Shadow that lives in the sky, and shenanigans galore! #questpit #q #f #lgbt

Alt text: A moodboard featuring mystical woods, a figure holding a ball of energy, birds flying away from a Shadow in the sky, a library with stained glass windows, ancient tomes, mushrooms, two people holding hands, and the WIP title When the Magpie Flies.

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wott 🌱 @wottenmoss.bsky.social · 06/05/2025

starting my next wip to distract myself from the querying trenches, and found this little gem in my notes #amquerying #writingcommunity #booksky

Part of a word document that says “And the protagonists are like yoink, you’re ours now, witchling. Come hither and do ethical science in our cool ass fort.”

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wott 🌱 @wottenmoss.bsky.social · 26/02/2025

A moodboard featuring mystical woods, a figure holding a ball of energy, birds flying away from a Shadow in the sky, a library with stained glass windows, ancient tomes, mushrooms, two people holding hands, and the WIP title When the Magpie Flies.

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wott 🌱 @wottenmoss.bsky.social · 26/02/2025

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