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David went over the #contract for the show on Telebyte Station line by line. The venue looked appropriate. The docking fees for Angels' Wings were appropriately covered. The number of porteroids seemed right. Red carpet, check. Velvet ropes, check. Guards, check. The signage looked…
(1/3) #wss366

Today, I'm listened to T-pop (Thai pop) while I write today. It has a distinctive character, that is similar to yet different from both J-pop and K-pop. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z8v-gEpdbyo

Mount Rainier, one of the most dangerous volcanoes in the world. #SilentSunday (for now)

*The Better Angels and the Really Bad Idea* is an omake story set on the Truck Stop at the Center of the Galaxy. It is not yet scheduled for publication. You can receive updates when it appears through my monthly newsletter. https://author-sdbrewer.micro.blog/subscribe/

"Bebe doesn't want to practice today," Bebe moaned, rubbing her eyes at breakfast.
"You don't have to," Zaza said. "We don't start rehearsing for the next #tour until next week."
"What? Really!?" she said, perking up. Then she deflated again and moaned, "But what will Bebe do? Bebe is bored."

#wss366 (from The Better Angels and the Really Bad Idea)

That winter, the house ran out of oil and all the pipes froze. By the time anyone realized what had happened, the house was a total loss. The value of that house was probably five times the salary of the person who was supposed to be managing it.

There is going to be a vast number of things that the Federal government is supposed to do that aren't going to get done. Someday, perhaps we'll get an accounting of the damage done to the country in the name of "savings."

With all of the sudden vacancies in the Federal government, I'm reminded of a sequence of events that happened at my University after a round of budget cuts.

There used to be a little house in my neighborhood that the University had acquired. They rented it out to a visiting academic for a while but then she left. The person who kept track of properties like that for the University left and, due to budget cuts, the position wasn't refilled.

#WritersCoffeeClub Is there a book you wish you’d written?

No. Just the books I haven't written *yet*.

#ScribesAndMakers Which creative activity gives you the greatest satisfaction, and why?

What day is it?

I tend to go in cycles where I get excited about doing something and work on that for a while, then switch to something else. Right now, it's writing fiction. But sometimes it's writing haiku. And sometimes it's photography. And sometimes it's digital art. And sometimes it's drawing. And sometimes it's music. And sometimes it's maker stuff. And sometimes it's organizing. And sometimes its p…

Rather than dropping the bag, he tore it open so it scattered over the driver. Then, with military precision, Forrest made his own addition to the contents, which landed on the man's head.
"I'll head to the ranger's station," the bear thought, as he shook out a smoke. "I wouldn't miss this." (3/3)

"WHO do you think you are?" Forrest screeched.
The bear loped to the bag and tossed it straight up.
"Catch!" he bellowed.
Forrest caught it and gave chase. It was going to be close. Then a slow-moving vehicle cut the SpeedRunner off. It was forced to slow just enough for Forrest to catch up. (2/3)

The Makasete SpeedRunner had an elaborate paint job, with flames and smoke along the sides. It did not escape Forrest's notice when the driver went to #fling a bag of trash into the receptacle but missed. He waited to see if the man would stop to pick it up. But the SpeedRunner accelerated. (1/3) #wss366

*Lady Cecelia's Knowledge* is Part 4 of *Lady Cecelia's Journey*, a sapphic romantasy road story. It has not yet been scheduled for release, but if you subscribe to my monthly mailing list, you can receive updates when it appears. https://author-sdbrewer.micro.blog/subscribe/

#WritersCoffeeClub Did you grow up with creative people?

Very much so. No more so than my brother, @philipbrewer, who for most of his life dreamed of writing science fiction and fantasy. Now, he's more of a fitness influencer. But he still reads and comments on all of my stories for me. In spite of his best efforts, he has been unable to influence my fitness.

This is from *Ecorozire!*, one of three sequel novellas to *Revin's Heart*, including *Devishire!* and *Campshire!*. They have not yet been scheduled for publication. To find out when they are released, you can subscribe to my monthly mailing list. https://author-sdbrewer.micro.blog/subscribe/

"You! Go get the doctor!" Momo said to the King, like he was some common servant.
"But what about…"
"No! Go now!" she said, menacingly, taking a step toward him. "Right. Now."
He backed away, then slunk out of the room muttering to himself.
"Now, Revin, come over here and sit down."
"But I'm not…"
"Sit!"
"Yes, Your Majesty."
He sat perched on the edge of a chair. Lidja stood behind him and started to #rub his shoulders. Little by little, he felt the tension start to drain out of him. #wss366