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PG-13 #wss366

"Did I give you permission to speak?" whispered Zsazsa's voice sweetly in her ear.
"No, Mistress!" Booboo said, spreading her legs wider. "Please punish me more, because I am a very bad girl!"
Zsazsa smiled and drew her hand back again. (2/2) #wss366

PG-13 #wss366

Booboo felt a #cool breeze blow across her exposed skin. She got goosebumps across her belly. She strained against the restraints. With the blindfold on, she could see nothing.
"Hello?" she called, experimentally. Then she squeaked when a stinging slap struck her inner thigh. (1/2) #wss366

My #wss366 post today was the PG one. I wrote a PG-13 one, but someone, who is a bit more fastidious than I, suggested it was perhaps a little *too* much. What do you think?

"This… This has possibilities," Booboo whispered. "Do you think we could…"
"Go get a room, you two!" barked Susan.
The rest of the girls made various expressions of gagging and disgust.
"Come, Darling," Zsazsa said, pulling Booboo to her feet. "We have *better* things to do." (2/2) #wss366

The Butter Angels enjoyed a late-night dinner after recording an episode at Mama-sans. Booboo felt a #cool puff of breath on her ear. She turned and Zsazsa kissed her on the mouth. Booboo realized she had an ice cube in her mouth.
"Do you like?" Zsazsa purred, after they broke apart. (1/3) #wss366

#WritersCoffeeClub What's your greatest weakness as a writer?

My unmatched ability to fluently generate limpid prose.

(I've always heard that with these questions, you should somehow turn it around to be a strength.)

Apropos todays #wss366 word #cool is this NYT article (gift link provided) https://www.nytimes.com/2025/06/30/well/mind/cool-people-traits-study.html?unlocked_article_code=1.TE8.bGvJ.O-LQzGW_mDrW&smid=url-share

"Cool people are largely perceived to be extroverted, hedonistic, powerful, adventurous, open and autonomous."

Well, one out of six isn't bad…

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Wrote a generic sort of a mid-summer post, mostly for my newsletter that comes out tomorrow: https://stevendbrewer.com/junely-begends/

Now I have more than one fan! (h/t @tobadzistsini)

"Hey! Hey!" said Brunhilde. Today she and Forrest were riding on the bear as he made his rounds through the picnic area. "Do you know how to get #down off a bear?"
"I don't know," said the bear. "How do you get down off a bear?"
"You don't!" she squealed. "You get down off an owl!"
Forrest clacked his beak menacingly.
"Try it and you'll lose a finger!" #wss366

#WritersCoffeeClub When is a piece of writing done?

Leonardo DaVinci is reported to have said, "Art is never finished, only abandoned."

I know people who are perfectionists who want to keep tinkering with their writing endlessly. I'm not like that. I like to finish things and get them out the door so I can focus on the next thing. Because the next thing is going to be EVEN BETTER.

I thought maybe I'd seen my first spotted lanternfly, but I think this is actually a giant leopard moth. https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Giant_leopard_moth

"You really have amazing hands, Mr. Bear. You could be a hand model!"
He skeptically regarded his furry paws and opened his mouth to speak, when Brunhilde's mother appeared.
"Brunhilde! Stop teasing the bear!"
She dragged Brunhilde away, squealing and struggling.
The bear looked sadly at his paws and felt the smooth edges of the two claws she'd had time to work on.
"Hey! Hey!" Forrest said. "Maybe next she can add some fingernail polish!"
"Pink would be nice," the bear sighed. (3/3) #wss366

She took his paws in her tiny hands and inspected his huge claws.
"Hmm. I think you could do with a buff and a shine, Mr. Bear."
"I don't think there's…"
"It won't take but a minute, sir! Just wait here!"
She ran to a nearby SpeedRunner and returned a few moments later with a small case. She pulled out a nail #file and started to work on the rough edges of his claws.
"Don't you think this world is moving too fast, Mr. Bear?"
"Too fast?" (2/3) #wss366

"Hey! Hey!" Brunhilde said, running across the picnic grounds. The bear stopped and waited until she caught up.
"Your family seems to come here often," he commented, resuming his circuit.
"My mom loves it here. She says it's the only time she gets any peace."
"Oh? What does your mother do?"
"She's a manicurist! Hey! Hey! Can I see your nails?"
The bear, having checked on all of the active picnic sites for the moment, sat down and extended his massive paws toward her. (1/3) #wss366

I finally wrote the ending scenes of the Young Veronica storyline of *The Ground Never Lies*. There are still one or two world-building scenes I want to write, some loose ends I need to tie up, and a lot of consistency fixes (e.g. her age, the season, etc.). But I'm now confident the manuscript will be done by the end of the summer. #amwriting

A cool earwig came to visit me while I was writing in my tent.

"Bebe doesn't think so," Bebe said, in a sing-song voice.
"What! Why not? Show me a bigger fan!"
Bebe pointed. Farther back in the line was a veritable giant, more than two meters tall, with broad shoulders and knuckles that practically dragged on the ground. He waved shyly at Bebe. (2/2) #wss366