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I don't want to 'give it my all.' I'd rather give it my 51%.

#PennedPossibilities Have you ever written anything that falls within the genre of horror?

I've sold a short story to a horror anthology and have written two more stories about the same character. My son agrees that some horrifying things happen, but he rejects that these stories are actually horror. He said, "the general atmosphere and tone doesn't lead to a mounting sense of dread and unease, as the reader I didn't get any crawling skin or aspect of terror."

I'm calling them "dark fantasy."

Brunhilde had come upon him dozing, laid down against his chest, and also fallen asleep. Her nose twitched as an unruly #curl of hair tickled it. The bear reached down and, very carefully — with one massive claw — brushed back the curl of hair, without waking her. (2/2) #wss366

The Town of #Amherst on Sunday mornings is littered with trash and garbage when #UMassAmherst is in session. It's a challenge to walk a boxer dog with chicken bones scattered everywhere. Forrest would not be amused. #WesternMass

"*Angels' Wings*," crackled the speaker. "Clearance level Alpha. You are directed to berth 32."
"In the #pipe, five by five," responded Nene, acting as communications officer.
"They know who we are?" asked Zaza.
"It's easier to modify the truth than to construct a lie," Grumpy explained.
"As long as they have cake, Bebe doesn't mind." #wss366 from *The Better Angels and the Really Bad Idea*

#SundayLit "happiness" The opening from *Campshire!* an unpublished *Revin's Heart* novella.

In case anyone missed it… https://wandering.shop/@stevendbrewer/115306608631971503

Someone rang a #triangle in the other room. Tama sprang to her feet and ran toward the sound.
"I hope that's lunch!" Totemo said.
They arrived in the kitchen where 3 bowls were set on the floor. Tama was already eating out of one.
Lambda took the second.
Totemo considered her options. (3/3) #wss366

Lambda had persuaded Totemo to sign up for a day-long cat-guided rest day. Their facilitator was Tama, a fluffy, white cat with blue eyes.
After going out at dawn to hunt voles, they had spent hours just laying in the sun, moving periodically as the light moved across the floor.
(2/3) #wss366

"I can't believe I let you talk me into this," Totemo said. She and Lambda were laying on the floor in a sunbeam.
Lamba lay on her back with her muppies splayed out. She wuffed, softly.
"I can't relax," Totemo said. "I've got so much to do and, instead, I'm just laying around here." (1/3) #wss366

The ball sailed up into the air. Brunhilde raised up her arms to catch it, shrieking with delight. But then Forrest swooped down, snatched the ball, and flew off into the forest with it. They watched as he vanished among the treetops.
"I'll replicate another ball," the bear said. (3/3) #wss366

"What do you like to play?" asked the bear.
"Four #square."
"We can probably do that."
Brunhilde looked up, eyes shining.
"Let's go replicate a ball," the bear said.
She waited outside the Workshop and he emerged a few moments later with a large ball. He bounced the ball to her. (2/3) #wss366

"Hey! Hey!" Brunhilde said to the bear. "How come you don't have any play stuff here?"
"This is the Volpex Picnic Park," the bear explained. "For play equipment, you should go to a Children's Park."
Brunhilde looked down and scuffed her feet.
"That's what my mom said." (1/3) #wss366

This comment is apropos this place my wife found today.

After dinner, we visited the Scantic River Brewery and I got a flight to try the IPAs. Both the DIPAs are quite good! #beer

General Mandarin's Pizza — chicken & broccoli with General Gao's sauce — a fusion dish at Parfumi in Wilbraham. Delicious! #WesternMass

This hiking trail would probably have been much better if it were cat-guided.

The crime scene investigators entered Club Bukake. Wearing special glasses and using an ultraviolet light, they checked carefully for clues.
"I'm seeing a lot of biological material here," one said, indicating stains on the furniture. And floor. "What do you think it could be?"
"I'm not sure," said the other. "It doesn't looks like blood. Or mucus."
"Saliva?"
"I don't think so. It's some other kind of bodily secretion."
"Take some samples. We can check when we're back in the lab." #wss366

The Butter Angels got up blearily and looked around in surprise, only then recollecting the events of the day before.
"C'mon, Angels," Susan said, sticking out her hand.
They made a circle and all put a hand in for their daily ritual.
"Let's get cookin'!" they all said in unison. (2/2) #wss366

In the morning, the sun shone in through high windows in the storage room and illuminated the space. Booboo groaned and rolled over in Zsazsa's arms. They always slept together. Zsazsa kissed her gently.
"Rise and #shine, Darling," she said. (1/2) #wss366