Cee | SFF Editor

@ceemtaylor.com

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🌈 Cameron Montague "Cee" Taylor (they/she) 📝 Developmental editor who posts craft content & resources for writers 🧙‍♀️ Author of Fantasy novellas/novels with queer protags 🐈 Occasional poster of cat pics 👉 cameronmontaguetaylor.com/links/

Digital drawing of a snarling wolf ripping the cables out of an illuminated digital device in a dark room. The drawing reads "Your email found me and I killed it." The drawing is by the user @adigitalsky on tumblr and was originally posted in August 2023.
A screenshot of a Tumblr post by user doctor-doodleman. The post reads, "I should lock the fuck in. *half an hour passes* I should lock the fuck in. *half an hour passes* I should lock the fuck in. *half an hour passes* I should-"
A screenshot from Tumblr user novelconcepts which reads: "Hey, man, c'mere. Listen. Get in real close, this is important. You're gonna make stuff again. You're gonna make stuff you're proud of. You're gonna make stuff you're excited to share. You're going to feel that overwhelming drive to create, not just the frantic 'I want to want to' you're stuck in now. You're going to have awesome ideas, and you're going to make them into a reality. You're going to create again. You're still an artist. You're still a writer. You're still home to the same passion you had before. You'll find it again. It's not gone. It's just resting. Let it rest. You're going to make stuff again. I promise."
A screen cap of Hawkeye Pierce from MASH. He's saying "I'd like to take six to seven months and become unconscious."
The image is a screenshot of an email which reads: Good morning, there Hello, my name is FIRSTFROMNAME, and I'm with Build Your Socials, a digital marketing agency. We diligently search Instagram for accounts that are truly thriving and could benefit from our genuine, organic assistance to grow even further.
A still from the tv show MASH. Hawkeye Pierce, an army surgeon during the Korean war, sits in the foreground with a lab coat over fatigues. He looks exhausted. The subtitles read, "Joking about it is the only way of opening my mouth without screaming."
Two long shelves on a dark wall with books, plants, and trinkets. The titles are all science fiction and fantasy. There framed pictures of fantasy scenery hung around the bookshelves, but a lot of blank space remains.
The corner of Cee's office is relatively small and set between a window and a door to the hall. There are hardwood floors, and the window has a thick, white curtain embroidered with a tiger. It's daytime and light is coming through the window. The wall color is a very dark blue-black, and there's a new IKEA Kallax cube furniture unit against the wall with the door. It's mostly empty, but has a record player on top and Cee's small vinyl collection stored in it. In front of it is a leather reading chair with a foot stool.
A middle-aged man in a sweatshirt has a look on his face that suggests he just realized something unpleasant. The text above the image reads: "When you're editing and have to deal with the placeholders" The man is saying, "That was a problem for future me, and now I am future me."
Gizmo T. Cat reclining in Cee's lap, on his back, serving face, nested on soft blankets, looking very much like he thinks someone ought to be fanning him and feeding him treats.
A tabby cat with little white paws sitting in Cee's lap and serving face, as was his wont
Cee yaps while sitting at their desk on a sunny day. There's a mechanical keyboard on the desk, a window in the background, + bookshelves with out of focus books and decorations behind them.
A screenshot of a Thread. The first post is by karissakinwordwrites and it reads, "Going through line edits realizing I do not know the difference between further and farther has been humbling." The reply to this post is from authorjesswisecup and it reads, "WANNA HEAR MY TRICK? IT'S VERY STUPID. Farther has the word fart. You know about farts via proximity. Farther = proximity. That means further is the other one = theoretical."
A web chart showing the linkages between about twenty Fantasy place names and worldbuilding concepts.
A tabby cat with white paws sits on a desk next to a monitor. The desk has several notebooks and pens on it. The desk and cat are positioned in front of a window with sunlight streaming through the curtains.
A bronze owl lantern, standing about a foot high, sits on a fireplace mantel wearing a novelty set of plastic coke bottle glasses with a silly nose attached. A lantern on the wall casts the owl in dramatic lighting.
Cat with large ears and green eyes lounging in Cee's lap
Cover of the fifth season by nk jemisin
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An editor in a snuggie talking to the camera
An editor in a snuggie talking to the camera
Picture of a sad white person rotting in the couch in a snuggie
A picture of a tabby cat lying on a couch in the sunshine
a screenshot of literal hundreds of TikTok videos downloaded to a folder, all of which feature Cee's face
A book titled "Salt, Steel, Silk" next to a kindle and a phone, also displaying the book cover. The cover is blue with white flowers and some nautical imagery like coral and a sailboat stuck into the bouquet. There's a long dagger running down the center. The title is overlayed on top.
A skeleton in bed holds a bottle of ibuprofen while saying, "This can fix me."
The cover of the book The Fifth Season by N. K. Jemisin
In six seconds, you’ll hate me. But in six months, you’ll be a better writer. From this point forward – at least for the next half year – you may not use “thought” verbs. These include: Thinks, Knows, Understands, Realizes, Believes, Wants, Remembers, Imagines, Desires, and a hundred others you love to use. The list should also include: Loves and Hates. And it should include: Is and Has, but we’ll get to those, later.
Me: how many words have I written? Is it a million? Two million? Word counter: 409 words Me: LIES
Sailing was the closest Leo had ever come to freedom. And if two months in the shipyard withered him down to his roots, he couldn’t imagine how Heris felt. “We’ll get you sailing again,” he promised. More quiet greeted him. It took active effort not to fill it, for though his words always bubbled beneath the surface, Heris’ took longer to compose. Not everyone had the ability to open their mouths and have sentences pour out. Perhaps they were smarter for it, too.
Leo found Heris perched on the edge of the main courtyard’s fountain, feet dangling in the water and trouser cuffs getting a much-needed soak. Water lilies bobbed around his swishing feet. In deference to Wralin’s mid-afternoon heat, he’d found the one corner of the fountain where willow branches cast dappled shadows. They formed patterns on his drooping shoulders and backlit the halo of flyaways escaping his queue. “You look exhausted,” Leo said, joining him at the waterside. Heris must have heard his approach, for he didn’t startle. “Lost in thought, I fear.” “And what’s more exhausting than getting trapped in one’s thoughts?”
A tabby cat with white paws curled up on his side and half asleep
“Do you remember that time during Second Moon—what was it, two years back?—when we were south of the Xahaetian archipelago?” Leo asked. “When Jasker misjudged the tide after visiting his lover and spent the better part of two hours rowing in place? Terrible business.” “Was it? As I recall, you were on watch and spotted him a boat length off our stern, then let him row like a dog until slack water.”
Person wearing a flannel print snuggie and blue light glasses with the hood up while drinking coffee in a dark room
Leovander Kastri, captain of the Skylark and bastard prince of Fanoch, didn’t believe in no-win situations. If he did, he’d have sent the white flag of surrender up his mast an hour ago. “Too late for that,” he muttered and tightened his grip on the helm. Surrender wasn’t an option—not when they first spotted Gambric warships on the horizon, and certainly not now—but that didn’t stop him from adding, “Fuck, this is bad,” for good measure.
Squad Check🌟 Your social vibe analysis Role in Community The Encouraging Editor Conversation Style Warm, witty, and oftentimes a little chaotic; Cee keeps discussions lively, with an occasional detour into memes. Impact Assessment Cee’s presence in the Bluesky community is like a friendly beacon for lost writers, guiding them through the fog of self-doubt with a sprinkle of glitter.
Instead of falling into another rant, Leo changed tacks, uttering a phrase Heris would have heard far too many times in the years they’d spent shipboard together. “I’ll think of something.” “Is that a promise, or a threat?” This time, his laugh spilled out unencumbered by guilt. Heris had the fleet’s most implacable blank face, but the tease was unmistakable. And maybe, in spite of everything, they had reason for good humor.
A roast of Cee from blueskyroast.com which reads "Cee Taylor: Where Fantasy Meets Fabulously Awkward. A whimsical journey through fantasy writing and the occasional chaotic life moment. Picture a cat-loving editor riding a tall ship while sipping tea from a decorative vase--welcome to Cee's world!"
An extremely intelligent bride drinks out of a glass vase, not realizing there's an electronic floating candle inside.
Three digital images of book called Salt, Steel, Silk by Cameron Montague Taylor. One image is a mock-up paperback. The others are of a tablet and a phone showing the book cover. The cover has flowers and nautical imagery on it along with a dagger.
The cover of The Dragonbone Chair by Tad Williams has ornate lettering and features a man in medieval garb carrying someone else down a set of stone steps. Behind them is an ornate archway covered in vines.
A vivid sunrise reflecting against clouds and shining through many bare-branched trees, viewed through a large living room window.
A small child with pigtails, a striped dress, and very tiny sharp looking baby teeth who has also clearly recently eaten a red ice pop and therefore looks a little demonic, posing in front of a large motor yacht
A person in full firefighting turn out gear
A sleepy cat absolutely passed out inside a person's sweater.
Scuba diver posing upside-down with a toilet sitting in the sand at the bottom of the ocean.
A person sitting inside a rectangular hole of dirt while wearing work clothes
Person playing the viola in their pajamas with their music propped up on a cardboard box
A picture of a tallship pinrail with block and tackle.