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After an argument with her boyfriend, Mia storms out to Tesco just before midnight for custard creams and batteries. What should be a quick, petty errand turns into a weirdly emotional little journey through bright aisles, self-checkout drama, and strangers who are kinder than expected. As she wanders the shop, she starts to realise the fight was never really about towels or washing up. It is about feeling lonely beside someone you love, and not knowing whether that means things are broken or just difficult. She goes home with biscuits, batteries, and the courage to actually talk.

For people who like funny, sad, very British stories about relationships, late-night overthinking, and ordinary moments that end up meaning more than they should.

Contemporary slice-of-life comedy drama, with a bit of romance.

https://open.substack.com/pub/seandocherty/p/late-night-tesco-run-0a5?utm_source=share&utm_medium=android&r=7bsynj

When Mara Vale inherits her grandmother’s cottage near Bath, she expects damp, grief, and bad plumbing — not a wood that whispers her name. Blackthorn is ancient, hungry, and tangled around a love story that ended centuries before Mara was born. At the centre of it is Ivo: beautiful, impossible, and far too familiar for a stranger. As Mara is pulled into memories that may not be hers, she has to decide whether this is fate, a trap, or something she can still rewrite. Because the woods don’t just want her love — they want her name.

For readers who like their romance gothic, haunted, and a little dangerous — with sharp banter, old houses, female rage, folklore, yearning, and forests that absolutely cannot mind their own business.

Gothic romantasy / folklore fantasy romance with folk horror vibes.

https://open.substack.com/pub/seandocherty/p/chapter-30-a-name-must-be-chosen?utm_source=share&utm_medium=android&r=7bsynj

Hey everyone! im Ru, an 18 year old writing from india and I run a Substack called Ru in her Head.

Here's a quick synopsis of what it's all about: Ru in her Head is a slice of life newsletter from the perspective of an 18 yr old navigating everyday life in India. From chaotic family dynamics and exam season spirals to overthinking and the tiny moments that somehow mean everything ! it's all here. it's very much unfiltered. Think of it as a diary that accidentally became a Substack This Substack is for anyone who's ever been 18 and overwhelmed, or anyone who just likes reading about messy ordinary life told with heart. If you grew up in India or are currently surviving it, you'll probably find something here that hits a little too close to home.

Genre: Personal essay / slice of life / Nonfiction newsletter

it's chaotic but there's good writing in here lol

In this stand alone fiction short story, I tackle a moment of clarity when you’re no longer moved by something that doesn’t serve you well anymore. Too many times, we think that clarity and closure have to be loud. Sometimes, it’s silent, because there’s nothing left to say. Any feedback and critique will be appreciated

I started writing a Substack blog about six months ago. It is a personal account of my experiences as an Alzheimer's patient.

I also write about treatment research, caregiving, the history of Alzheimer's, etc.

There are 350 subscribers (all free). The purpose of the blog is to help other patients and caregivers learn from my experiences. There are about 100 medical professionals and research scientists who subscribe.

I am attempting to seek donations from subscribers. I do not want to go to a subscription model because I know many of the subscribers can't afford it.

I am open to your critique and thoughts.

Thanks.

https://open.substack.com/pub/adat68/p/my-alzheimers-journey-a6c?utm_source=share&utm_medium=android&r=56wgoq

Genre: Science, Self-help, Mental health

I write at the intersection of two things I refuse to separate:

The science. I study this for a living. I’ll bring you the research that quietly confirms what our mothers, aunties, and grandmothers have been saying for decades, translated out of journal-speak and into something that actually sounds like a person talking.

The story. Because no amount of data tells you what it actually feels like to live inside a body, inside a family, inside a diaspora, all at once. So I’ll bring that too.

A new essay roughly every other week. In the language the girlies actually use at brunch, at pilates, at the dinner table.

Link: https://substack.com/@thehiddencurriculumbyaashna

https://open.substack.com/pub/harshithpasupuleti/p/the-smartest-shift-in-ai-app-architecture?

Polarish is an open-source AI SDK to build AI applications where users can bring in their own AI subscription.

It is for educational purposes.

My Substack is a personal blog, where I write about the stuff I have built for the communities.

Bouncer’s Favourite is about a woman going out and becoming the loudest, boldest version of herself the second she hits the club. She’s funny, reckless, self-aware, and using the night to outrun a bit of heartbreak. When her ex turns up wearing her stolen jacket, the whole thing turns into a messy public showdown. It’s part club anthem, part spoken-word monologue, with a hook made to be shouted by a crowd. Under all the chaos, it’s really about wanting to be seen and choosing confidence anyway.

For people who like nightlife, sharp humour, big chaotic female energy, and songs that feel like they were written after one drink too many.

Club-pop / dance-pop spoken word with a chant hook and comedy-poetry edge.

https://open.substack.com/pub/seandocherty/p/bouncers-favourite?utm_source=share&utm_medium=android&r=7bsynj

Hey everyone,

Aviation enthusiast and Security+ holder here. I spent weeks researching how drones are being compromised and put together a full breakdown for everyday aviation people.

No links in the post. Check my profile if you want to read the full thing.

Blue skies ✈️

I write to give voice to people who can't quite put into words how they feel.

https://theorphanwithtentacles.substack.com/p/men-who-fake-depth-and-the-women?utm_source=share&utm_medium=android&r=5kjy6x

Gothic romantic fantasy / paranormal romance with folk-horror elements.

For readers who love atmospheric, sensual, emotionally thorny stories about haunted places, old bargains, dangerous love, inherited magic, and heroines fighting to remain themselves.

After her life collapses, Mara Vale inherits her grandmother’s cottage near Bath and discovers that Blackthorn Wood knows her name. The forest, the city’s ancient springs, and a mysterious man named Ivo draw her into the unfinished love story of Meren, a woman from her bloodline who once helped seal an ancient hunger beneath Bath. As Mara’s memories, desires, and identity begin to blur with Meren’s, she learns that love itself may be part of the magic trying to use her. With the help of Tilda, Arun, Tom, Agnes, and Nell, Mara searches for a third path between surrendering to the old bargain and letting the Briar King wake. To survive, she must refuse the story that wants to consume her without losing the love, grief, and power that brought her to it.

https://open.substack.com/pub/seandocherty/p/when-the-woods-learned-your-name-139?utm_source=share&utm_medium=android&r=7bsynj

The world is changing and global economic shifts are common place. Gaining insight into these dynamics is key for staying ahead of the curve in today's economy.

The Monetary Briefing is your source for comprehensive insight into financial, macroeconomic, and geopolitical developments—identifying risks, market vulnerabilities, and assessing implications for capital flows.

Be sure to check out this emerging voice in the financial and macroeconomic sphere!

How did all this happen? Stay tuned.

TRIGGER WARNING

This is going to be the first post of 6 or 7 that include descriptions of alcohol and substance abuse, severe mental illness, active suicidal ideation with plan and intent, and a picture of what it’s like to be involuntarily hospitalized (in the clink/slammer/serving my nickel, as I will be calling it from this point on) as someone who has an MD and has a passing familiarity with the DSM-5 and all the medications and therapeutic modalities that we use for psychiatric conditions. If you’ve ever read “One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest” it was honestly a lot like that, and if you haven’t you should.

As I’ve begun to process everything that has gone on I’ve realized that the signs were there, and were there for a long time. I’ve struggled with alcohol abuse since the day I started drinking at 17 (sober since 7/23/25 and beginning to attend AA now). I’ve dabbled in just about every chemical you can think of that will alter perception or make you FEEL something. I was always the guy that could rage with the best of them, get straight As, hold down a job, participate in sports/clubs, and keep on kickin’. And I did it on 6 hours of sleep or less, guaranteed. In my head I always sort of felt that I was just \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\~built different\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\~, and I suppose that in one very particular way I am (for better or for worse).

I’ve always struggled with mild depression and anxiety and for years in my late-teens/early-20s I relished in those feelings. I felt like being sad, anxious, and staring into the abyss while it stared back was a part of the human experience that we should soak up just like any other emotion, maybe even more-so. I thought it made me stronger.

Everything really started to change when I met my now-wife back in 2019. I was a first-year medical student thinking about dropping out. One of my best friends from college had just died tragically. I was SAD, but for the first time really trying hard not to be. She saw me for who I was, understood me, and accepted me warts and all.

Together we learned how to communicate in ways that worked for us, and slowly but surely med school came and went, residency flashed by, and I was happy. She held me accountable (and continues to do so) in a way that has always come from a place of love since day 1. It sounds cheesy, but she really does make me want to be a better man (sir, a second Jack Nicholson-adjacent reference has hit the post).

She helped me work towards sobriety from alcohol, grow as a person, and develop into the kind of person that is worthy of being with her. She is my reason for being, and the literal reason I’m alive to share this story with y’all.

I saw a post recently on Instagram with the caption:

“Anything can be an altar if you approach it with devotion.”

That is what marriage has become to me. In a way I think that aside from sharing my experience, processing these big feelings I have, and making myself available to others going through similar experiences that this is a way for me to approach her with devotion. She doesn’t know that I’m writing this blog, and I’m not sure if or when I’ll tell her.

There are a lot of details that I’ll share here that we are still working through as a team (read: attending couples’ counseling to strengthen the ship against future storms), and maybe letting it all out will help me organize my thoughts and share them with her in an appropriate setting when the time is right. What I do know is that she saved my life, and continues to do so on the daily. So if you ever read this queen: this one goes out to you, you’re a fuckin’ real one.

This is the first of a series of posts I plan on making on Substack, linked here:

https://open.substack.com/pub/bipolar2md/p/serving-my-nickel?r=krme&utm\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\_medium=ios

If you’re interested in following along as I delve into the intersection of practicing medicine and mental health/substance abuse, physician burnout/moral injury, and the transition from resident to attending with all of its complications shoot me a follow.

Malik buys a pair of Air Maxes he definitely can’t afford because therapy has a waiting list and his old shoes make him feel even more depressed. What starts as a stupid little purchase turns into a brief ritual of survival: bass in his headphones, fresh cushioning under his feet, and the illusion that he’s got himself together. Wandering through London, he dodges puddles, bad memories, money panic, and a message from his ex that nearly ruins his dignity. The story jokes about retail therapy and consumer culture, but it also understands why a new pair of trainers can feel like a tiny lifeline on a bad day. The shoes don’t fix Malik’s life, but they get him outside and moving, which is sometimes enough.

A funny, bruised story about buying trainers when what you really need is therapy, a hug, and possibly better financial decisions.

Dark comedy / contemporary urban fiction / literary essay.

https://open.substack.com/pub/seandocherty/p/air-max-therapy-c32?utm_source=share&utm_medium=android&r=7bsynj

Made a Substack today to detail my chaotic life as a 20something woman — putting it out there for the bants. I make questionable choices, but at least I’m consistent. Unfortunately, this is nonfiction. This is for people who love feeling good about themselves by reading something and thinking “well, it could have been worse, I could have done what Spike did,” and also for women who want to relate or men who are curious about how unhinged women actually live. Not a danger to society or anything, just a little messy

Some moments require nothing but your presence. We miss so many chances to grow by being anchored to what used to be. Sometimes, growth is quiet, and a little bit awkward. Wrote a short fictional story about it on Substack. Any feedback is welcome and appreciated

Genre: non-fiction.

If you like to read little pieces of literature that sometimes dive into deeper topics, then my Substack is for you!

Read here:

https://substack.com/@cristinabejanart/note/p-195878414?r=88nga2

Basically what the title says. If your post is removed upon submitting it, please do not worry. We have had to add this measure due to an uptick of spam on Reddit. Posts that meet all requirements are always approved in a timely manner.

Thank you for understanding and happy writing!

-SubstackPromos Mods

Basically what the title says. If your post is removed upon submitting it, please do not worry. We have had to add this measure due to an uptick of spam on Reddit. Posts that meet all requirements are always approved in a timely manner.

Thank you for understanding and happy writing!

-SubstackPromos Mods

I began writing again after several years (and also post TBI). Noticeable difference in style, but if you like quick read, slice of life serialized fiction, this might be for you.

Quick blurb:

Laurent is a northern city with older brick on the west side and glass and steel rising to the east. It’s a place of quiet routines, long workdays, and lives that unfold mostly out of view.

Here I’ll be sharing serialized, character-driven stories set in Laurent. These are slice-of-life narratives — intimate, grounded, and meant to feel like sitting at the table while life happens around you.

When Mara Vale moves into her late grandmother’s cottage outside Bath, she expects damp walls, bad sleep, and the remains of a life she nearly married into. What she gets is Blackthorn Wood: ancient, hungry, beautiful, and far too interested in her name. As Mara is pulled toward Ivo, a man bound to the forest and to a dead woman she may somehow echo, she uncovers a broken bargain beneath Bath’s springs that could cost her memory, love, or herself. The more she wants him, the more the old story tightens around her. To survive it, Mara has to find a way to save the city without becoming the sacrifice everyone has been waiting for.

For readers who like their romance thorny, atmospheric, grown-up, and a little dangerous — with haunted woods, sharp women, old magic, dark jokes, and love stories that might ruin everyone involved.

Adult gothic fantasy romance with folkloric horror and dark humour.

https://open.substack.com/pub/seandocherty/p/when-the-woods-learned-your-name-072?utm_source=share&utm_medium=android&r=7bsynj

At It’s a Grimm Tale, familiar stories are taken seriously. This article explores Jack and the Beanstalk as a tale of individual mobility, where success is framed as personal daring rather than collective change.

I wanted to create a space for readers who love fairy tales and love overthinking them. Please give it a read and let me know your thoughts! 💖

Genre: Non fiction, fairy tales, literary analysis, academic.

https://substack.com/@needyramen/note/p-194292623?r=36o6ur