Crew!

Meet the Sirens of Substack.

First, meet the delightful and dangerous divas of dish, Nan Tepper and Eileen Dougharty. Our beloved muse and matron saint of feminism, Slamone de Beauvoir. We can rely on her to be unreliable, but even when she’s MIA, her spirit fills our hearts and minds. There’s Zoomarella aka Mel Moseley. Our media maven, Jeanne Vitale. Jeanne puts the finishing touches on the storyteller videos.

Our crew is strapped in and ready to take off.

Nan is memoirist-in-chief at The Next Write Thing. She’s a graphic designer who styles stacks for other writers on the platform at Style Your Stack. She’s the designer for WBTYS. If you like what you see, give her a holler. Nan doesn’t believe we have to be competitive to win at writing or life. We have to show up as our best selves, keep sharing our truth and making each other roar with laughter on the regular to offset the intermittent shrieks of rage!

When Eileen Dougharty isn’t flying around the country passing out drinks, snacks, and snark, she is furiously scribbling her musings at You’re Right, I Do Look Tired, here on Substack. She began writing sketch comedy when she moved to Chicago in 2009, but quickly found her real life adventures were far more entertaining. Diagnosed with Parkinson’s disease in 2018, Eileen chronicles her unconventional life, most recently featuring tales of how she spent her Hot Brain Surgery Summer.

Too poor to marry, Slamone chain-smoked philosophy and took lovers instead. No time for kids while birthing feminism with a pen and a glare. Could out-drink and out-think her existential fuck buddies, including Sartre and Nelson Algren.

Nickname: Beaver

Mel Moseley is a storyteller, writer, actor, musician, artist, and fledgling witch. She lives with her black cat, Shadow, mostly off-grid in Fiddletown, California. If you want to collaborate with her, the project has got to include play, community, and creativity. Mel writes Mel’s Messy Love Lab!