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Idc how many times it will be said, let it be said to the end of time that ai writing is garbage. Basura. Cheeks.

And the absolute worst offenders are the ones who do a dead copy and paste, no edits. Like we can’t tell that random bold paragraph doesn’t read like an ai got its grubby little code all over it..no one types like that brother.

The only positive is ai stopping its excessive use of em dash—i love (never knowing how to properly) em dash

I created a Substack account under my business entities name at the beginning of 2026 to read an article initially. On the sign in page I entered what would be my email address but noticed a typo after I hit submit. It didn’t ask me for a password, to my surprise the account was created instantly. I went on to read a specific article by a creator that I followed. — I figured I could fix it in settings later. I posted my first article Sunday afternoon, added my picture, set up my bio, added my social media handle links, and etc. I even got comments and new free subscribers, as a result of my post. However yesterday I attempted to do so but couldn’t access settings without email verification. I signed out hoping that it was saved to my password manager. Long story short I don’t know what the exact typo was anymore. I do have an actual verified account that was created last year using the same device and IP address. Support said that they couldn’t help me to get access to the account because I didn’t have paid subscribers or stripe set up yet.

My thing is if I can’t get any help, although I can prove that the account was created on my device / IP address that matches my verified account. I also provided screen recordings of me in the settings on the desktop version, and screen recordings of me being signed in that I was able to capture from tabs I had opened in other window on safari. I offered to verify using government ID, LLC, EIN… etc. and that still denied me. I requested to have the account data deleted, so that I can merge the account with my verified one and take hold of my business handle. They went silent.

It states in substack policy in article 8:

Depending on where you live, you may have the following rights with respect to your personal information:

Access: You can request a copy of the personal information we hold about you.

Correction: You can ask us to correct or update information that is inaccurate.

Deletion: You can request that we delete your personal information, subject to certain exceptions.

You can exercise these rights by logging into your account settings or by contacting us as described in the "Contact Us" section below. We may need to verify your identity before fulfilling your request.

I live in Georgia so it is my right to prove who I am using details of my account activity, time stamps, and everything else I have to make this request. But they are silent , although they are legally and contractually obligated to provide a reasonable way to do that..

Any advice??

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Hi there! I've been writing fiction on Substack since last November. I'm slowly finishing up my current serialized fiction and am planning out my next larger project.

The next serial I plan to write is a sci-fic adventure story. The story is entirely plotted and mostly written out. It is in the second stage of edits and I have been struggling with a title.

My two options are "The Rebel's Daughter" and "The Space Between the Stars". What do you like better? What would make you want to check out the story more?

Here is a synopsis/blurb if it helps:

A mother’s lie. A ruthless alien Federation. A kidnapped daughter.

When Scout uncovers a forbidden truth about her ancestry, she is swiftly captured and sent to a planet under Lorrokian control. Terrified and alone, she forms an uneasy alliance with a sharp-tongued, relentlessly sarcastic fellow prisoner.

With time running out, her mother Demi gathers a ragtag crew for a desperate rescue mission through hostile space. But the journey reveals more than enemies—it exposes betrayals, buried histories, and a secret powerful enough to destabilize entire governments.

To save Scout, Demi must risk everything.
To survive, Scout must become something she never knew she was.

Hello!!

I've recently opened a substack about pollinators and ecology and published a first introduction about me and what I want to share on my page.

The thing is, I'm Italian and i want to publish both in Italian and English. Would you publish on the same substack? How? I'm pretty new and I don't know if there's a tag/flair option to filter articles in the same substack, or of i can do folders and such.

Otherwise should I open two separate substacks, one for IT and for EN?

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Si alguien nos observara desde afuera, sin entender qué es un smartphone, pensaría que estamos rezándole a un pequeño monolito brillante. Cabezas agachadas, rostros iluminados por una luz y el pulgar repitiendo un movimiento perpetuo hacia arriba, como si estuviéramos cavando un hoyo para escondernos del mundo. Y en cierto modo, eso es exactamente lo que hacemos.

Convertimos el scroll infinito en el sedante más barato y efectivo de la modernidad. Deslizamos la pantalla no porque estemos buscando información vital, ni siquiera porque el contenido sea genuinamente entretenido; lo hacemos porque el silencio nos resulta ensordecedor. Detener el dedo implicaría levantar la vista, y levantarla significa enfrentarse al monumental aburrimiento de la propia existencia, a la pila de platos sucios, a la decisión postergada o al simple y aterrador vacío del domingo por la tarde.

Nos burlamos de las antiguas generaciones que se quedaban hipnotizadas frente al televisor, pero nuestro vicio es mucho más sofisticado. El scroll nos da la ilusión de control. Creemos que estamos eligiendo qué ver, cuando en realidad somos ratones de laboratorio en una caja de Skinner, presionando la palanca a la espera de una gota de dopamina. Consumimos fragmentos de quince segundos de vidas ajenas; recuerdo ver a alguien cocinando en la Toscana, alguien logrando el éxito financiero a los veinte, alguien llorando por atención para anestesiar la absoluta falta de movimiento en la nuestra.

Lo verdaderamente perverso de esta comodidad es cómo nos roba el derecho a la introspección. Ya no sabemos estar solos en una sala de espera o en la fila del banco. Ante el menor síntoma de contacto con nuestra propia mente, sacamos el dispositivo como un acto reflejo, un escudo protector contra el horror de tener que escuchar nuestros propios pensamientos. ¿Qué tanta cobardía escondemos? Es una parálisis voluntaria. Preferimos ser espectadores anestesiados de un millón de vidas intrascendentes, antes que asumir la responsabilidad, siempre agotadora, de tener que protagonizar la nuestra.