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I wrote a reflection on the role of fantasy in my writing. https://stevendbrewer.com/maybe-not-my-every-fantasy/ #writinglife

Kendrick Park in Amherst. #WesternMass

Abby, Tammy, Molly, and Jill — they were the weft that tied everything together. And Gretchen herself, she was the weaver that gave them all purpose and kept them aligned.
As the last one arrived, Gretchen tapped out the embers from her pipe, and then followed them into the house. (3/3) #wss366

The witches thought of their working as weaving the elements of the spell together. But Gretchen thought of the coven itself in the same terms. Mani, Penny, Becky, and Jan — they were the #warp that provided the structure. (2/3) #wss366

Gretchen sat outside the door smoking her corncob pipe as the other witches arrived.
They nodded at her as they approached, one after another, and respectfully said, "Mum."
She clamped the elderberry stem of her pipe between her teeth and nodded back at each. (1/3) #wss366

A set of orders put funds and an airship at her disposal.
"I would like to send you as an envoy to Woodseer to learn as much as you can about what's causing the vines there to die, so that we can be prepared."
"I… I'll need to…"
The Baron smiled. "Yes, you need to ask your wife." (4/4) #wss366

"Today, I received this note from Count Bontakor," he said, offering it to her.
Cecelia unfolded it and read.
"A #blight of grape vines?" She looked up concerned. "In Easton?"
"Not here. Not yet," the Baron said. "But it's affecting Woodseer."
He handed her what he'd been writing. (3/4) #wss366

"One moment," she said, as she dried her hands, then followed the page through the dim corridors of Ravensbelth.
He ushered her into the Baron's office, then shut the door.
The Baron finished what he was writing, put his pen down, and picked up a folded piece of paper. (2/4) #wss366

A page arrived at the Botanical Garden while Cecelia was finishing up for the day. She was washing her hands off in the fountain, which always overflowed with fresh cool water.
"Pardon me, Milady," he said. "But the Baron requests your presence immediately." (1/4) #wss366