@stevendbrewer@wandering.shop

"Very well," she said. "You will stay here. Where I can keep an eye on you."
"By your leave. And what should I call you?"
"Melody," she said. "And you are?"
"#Last," I said.
She raised her eyebrows.
"When we were created, we were given only numbers. But I was the last. And I believe I *am* the last. We were not built to last. Yet here I am."
"Here you are," she said. #wss366

From *Always a Destroyer* in *Romancing the Rainbow*. https://knightwritingpress.com/romancing-the-rainbow-2/

#ScribesAndMakers Share a single line from a song you like. Ask people to identify the song.

待ちくたびれて feelin' little grumpy

#SilentSunday

"Well…" he said, reviewing his device. Lambda stopped panting. "The results were negative."
Lambda silently got to her feet.
As they left, Totemo said, "Shall we get some lunch?"
Lambda nudged her with her muzzle, then snorted.
"Good idea," Totemo said. "Hush puppies sound perfect." (3/3) #wss366

Lambda turned and growled at Totemo.
"Yes, yes," she said, exasperated. "His name is Tau. Got it."
An assistant opened a door. "Lambda?" he said. "Come right this way. The vet will be in shortly."
They filed into the room and sat. A moment later the veterinarian came in. (2/3) #wss366

Totemo Isogashii sat in the waiting room while Lambda paced anxiously.
"You don't need to #pant like that," Totemo said. "This should only take a minute."
Lambda whined.
"Don't blame me!" Totemo said. "I'm not the one that you made you get involved with that other NeoBoxer." (1/3) #wss366

I made certain that nobody was going to say that *A Familiar Problem* was YA… https://waterdragonpublishing.com/product/a-familiar-problem/

Here's a bit more about the Western Mass Writers Guild, for anyone who's interested: https://stevendbrewer.com/western-mass-writers-guild/ #writing #WesternMass

I went to the Forbes Library for the *Support and Accountability for Novel Editing* meet-up of the Western Mass Writers Guild.

"Did you catch any fish?"
"No," she said. "No, I didn't."
"Not even one? Did he help you bait the hook?"
"Hook?" (3/3) #wss366

She spread a towel over the upholstery of the luxurious SkyHopper and then directed Brunhilde to get in.
They lifted off in silence, headed back to the megacity of Volpex One.
"So…" Brunhilde's mother said. "How did you enjoy the fishing?"
"It was OK, I guess," Brunhilde said. (2/3) #wss366

"Oh, my!" Brunhilde's mother exclaimed. "Just look at you."
She was no longer dripping but was still soaked through, and her legs were somewhat spattered with salmon blood and tissue..
"Here! Let me put a towel down before you get in!" (1/3) #wss366

There is no inducement large enough to get Tanuki to relinquish the sock. #DogsOfMastodon

He came up with a salmon in his jaws. He carried it to shore, held it down with his paws, and took a chomp of its head.
"Would you like a bite?" he asked, with his mouth full.
"No, thank you," she said. She was soaked and looked a little green. "My mom said not to spoil my appetite." (3/3) #wss366

They traveled through the forest for several kilometers. The trees opened up to a broad river that was rushing over gravel. Huge fish could be seen swimming against the current.
The bear waded out into the river.
Brunhilde squeaked and held on desperately, as the bear dove in. (2/3) #wss366

"Hey! Hey!" Brunhilde said, to the bear. "Do like to #fish?"
"Occasionally. There's a good spot not too far away."
"Ooh! Ooh!" Brunhilde squealed with excitement. "Can you take me?"
"Sure. Ask your mom, first."
Permission secured, they set off, Brunhilde riding on the bear's shoulders. (1/3) #wss366

Revin had stayed back while the *Pride* was being boarded. He was learning to fight and to master arms, but was still little better than a novice. And Will said that it was his brains rather than his brawn that they needed.
"*At least he didn't say, 'beauty'*," Revin thought. So Revin stayed behind and helped direct the stowage of the plunder as it was brought across and the *Queen* began to make way.

#wss366 from *For the Favor of a Lady*, Part II of *Revin's Heart*

#lesficfri "sorry" from The Ground Never Lies

While flying to California, I spotted some on-going vandalism.

The bear ambled back onto the lawn, tearing through the briars and bushes at the edge of the forest as if they weren't there.
"There you are!" Brunhilde said.
"Here I am," the bear agreed.
"What were you doing out there?"
The bear looked at her.
"What does a bear usually do in the woods?" #wss366