Rachel

“Hell is a writers’ market.”
― R.F. Kuang, Katabasis

“This was the key to flourishing in graduate school. You could do anything if you were delusional.”
― R.F. Kuang, Katabasis

“Thanks for backing me up, my midnight hagette,” said Gideon, placing her back down. Harrow had not struggled, but gone limp, like a prey animal feigning death. She had the same glassy thousand-yard stare and stilled breathing. Gideon belatedly wished to be exploded, but reminded herself to act cool. “I appreciate it, my crepuscular queen. It was good. You were good.”
― Tamsyn Muir, Gideon the Ninth

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― Tamsyn Muir, Gideon the Ninth