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She looked around, oriented herself, and started to walk to Ranger's office. She took a step and felt something crunch underfoot. She looked down and saw she was standing on a paper cup. Panting, she bent over and snatched it up. If that owl thought she'd dropped it, she was dead. (3/5) #wss366

She couldn't shake a foreboding sense of #danger. The Ranger was great and she got along fine with that bear. But the owl. She couldn't stand that owl. He hated her and seemed to take pleasure in terrorizing her. (2/5) #wss366

A SkyJumper landed at the Volpex Picnic Park. After all the other passengers, Melly stepped off, her skin prickling with fear. To her horror, she had received an invitation to a staff meeting here today. Why did it have to be here? (1/5) #wss366

"The doctor said you're supposed to drink three liters of #water per day," she said.
He held up a six pack of beer. "Done!" he said.
"Beer doesn't count," she snapped.
"Then why does it come in a *six* pack? Hmm?" #wss366

Tau barked.
"Thirsty?" Bebe said. "Let Bebe! Bebe will do it!" She ran to one of the drinking fountains conveniently placed throughout the desert and pressed the button. Water spurted up.
Tau stood by panting, then ruffed.
"Just a minute!" Bebe said. "Bebe is waiting for it to get cold!" (2/2) #wss366

Bebe and Tau were in *La Valle de Los Muertos*, a barren, desert landscape devoid of vegetation. They hiked in brief stretches, then sheltered in the shade of boulders. Tau panted in the heat.
"Ooh!" Bebe said, pointing upward. "Pretty!"
Buzzards wheeled, circling overhead. (1/2) #wss366

I'm getting to hang out with @philipbrewer's 'Terrifier'.

I'm back under the portico at the Paradise Inn. I was watching the sunrise, as usual, but dark clouds from the approaching storm choked it right out. But this is also a great spot to watch trains. This is the City of New Orleans.

I got an email purportedly from a New York Times Bestselling Author who emailed me from her gmail account to tell me she'd just finished reading my book. Yaknow? I really wouldn't mind receiving the scammy emails if they *did* actually buy a copy of my book. Sigh…

"What's that?" she asked.
Tau barked.
"Life support? Is that important?"
Tau barked again.
"Asphyxiation? Like #auto-erotic asphyxiation?"
Tau snorted.
"Oh," Bebe said.
Tau pushed the throttle all the way forward and the Cherub streaked forward. (2/2) #wss366

The Cherub was making a leisurely descent from Columbine Station to Necrostad. A red light began to flash on the control panel and a klaxon sounded.
Tau pawed the console, disabling the klaxon, but the red light continued to flash.
Bebe cocked her head over to the side. (1/2) #wss366

I attended the 2026 Nebula Conference with @philipbrewer and had a great time: https://stevendbrewer.com/fantastic-2026-worldbuilding-worldbreaking-nebulas/

At 8pm CDT, you can watch the @SFWA Nebula Awards ceremony live. If you look carefully, you might see me hobbling around with a stick leading presenters to the stage. https://www.youtube.com/live/nmAxXj7-xxA

He brushed himself off, extinguishing the sparks. The young man, abashed, apologized sincerely.
"And let me escort you to the ball, Milady," the bear said to Brunhilde.
Brunhilde curtsied and suffered him to guide her back to her family. (4/4) #wss366

Just then, the young man poked his coals and a cloud of sparks flew up. Caught in the breeze, they sailed toward Brunhilde's dress.
She squeaked with terror, shrinking back.
The bear sprang forward and interposed himself, catching the sparks in his fur. (3/4) #wss366

The bear looked her up and down.
"Is that a #new dress?" he asked.
She beamed and did a pirouette. Her white, billowy ball gown belled out around her waist.
"It *is*!" she gushed. "It's the newest style. My mother and I replicated it this morning!" (2/4) #wss366

The bear was helping a young man start his charcoal grill at the Volpex Picnic Park when Brunhilde flounced up. She waited impatiently, shifting from foot to foot, while he finished explaining something. When he was done, he turned to her.
"Hey! Hey!" she said, looking at him expectantly. (1/4) #wss366

I participated in the autograph session at the 2026 Nebulas. I signed a non-zero number of my books!

"Fun Meals!" they shrieked and came barreling down the corridor at full speed still wearing their windskates.
They collided and knocked David over, sending Fun Meals and Angels flying off in different directions. The bags spilled their contents on the deck.
"Ow!" Angels said, rubbing knees and elbows.
"No windskates except when practicing!" David barked.
"Bebe is sorry," Bebe said, trying to sneak an extra sandwich into her Fun Meal bag. (2/2) #wss366

The Better Angels practiced in Hold One of Angels Wings for an upcoming show on Planet Airdale. For this show, they were wearing windskates that utilized small anti-gravity generators and allowed them skim over the surface of the ground. They had installed new programing modules that enabled them to spin, jump, and pirouette flawlessly.
"Lunchtime!" David called from the galley, carrying a platter into the lounge. (1/2) #wss366