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<p>"All hands," bellowed the
"All hands," bellowed the first mate. "Repel hijackers!"
Sounds of swordplay rang out along with shouts and grunts as men fought.
Melfor and the Baron drew their swords and charged aft.
Lord Cassel looked to the #port side and cried out, "There's another airship approaching!"
"All hands prepare to repel boarders!" bellowed the Captain.
#wss366 from Lady Cecelia's Trial
<p>Every time you use Facebook, you
Every time you use Facebook, you give people there another reason not to leave.
<p>A friend shared this list of logical
A friend shared this list of logical fallacies used in science denialism: https://skepticalscience.com/history-flicc-5-techniques-science-denial.html
I commented that someone needs to come up with a list of Trump Approved logical fallacies: the ones he uses personally and regularly. To be honest, it may be all of them.
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#ScribesAndMakers Apr4. Can you handle praise well, or do you get embarrassed and play your achievement down?
I require constant praise and adulation. I'm not sure if that counts as handling praise well or not.
<p>It's wonderful to see democratic
It's wonderful to see democratic countries that believe in freedom, like South Korea, France, and Brazil, hold corrupt, authoritarian leaders to account. It's enough to make one wish they also lived in a democratic country that believed in freedom.
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#ScribesAndMakers 3. Would you like to form a writers/creative group?
Well, I kinda did. More than a year ago, I started running Straw Dog Writes, which meets Wednesdays at 7pm, for people who want to write. We socialize for fifteen minutes, then write for 45, and then do it again for another hour. https://stevendbrewer.com/one-year-of-straw-dog-writes/
It's intended for members of the Straw Dog Writers Guild, but (in fact) anyone can attend.
<p>Reminder: Don't read the reviews
Reminder: Don't read the reviews.
<p>Zeffir folded his hands in his lap.
Zeffir folded his hands in his lap. "Yes, Sair?"
Dobron looked into the distance. "Soon, I will be joining my ancestors."
Zeffir started. "Sair?"
"My condition worsens. The healers say it is #terminal."
"But you can't!" Zeffir cried. "Not… Not until I…" He burst into tears.
Dobron tousled his hair.
"Is winning so important?"
Zeffir looked up, stricken. He shook his head.
"Fear not," Dobron said. "I will not give up so easily. But you are now in a race. And death waits for no-one." (3/3) #wss366
<p>"With pleasure, Sair!"
"With pleasure, Sair!" Zeffir said, taking his seat. "Today I'm going to win! I can feel it!" He turned over the first tile — a vulpino! — and moved it diagonally two spaces.
They played for almost an hour. Zeffir lost the first two games, as usual. But, in the third game, managed a 'passe.
"One more, Sair?" he said, his hand over the board to reclaim his tiles.
"I fear I must decline, youngling," Dobron said, sitting back. "And there's something else I should tell you." (2/3)
<p>Zeffir ran to the park, as he always
Zeffir ran to the park, as he always did Casteday morning. Dobron, his clothes hanging loose on his thinning frame, was seated at the table with the beckboard set up.
"Blessed 'morrow, Sair!" Zeffir said, bowing. Then he stood and waited to be invited to sit, as was only polite.
"Good 'morrow, youngling," Dobron said, with his raspy voice. He paused a moment, to clear his throat. Zeffir stood stoically, struggling to remain patient. Then Dobron continued, "Won't you join me for a game?" (1/3)
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#ScribesAndMakers What do you want to work on this month?
Woof. I've got a bunch of stuff I need to do. I'm behind on my grading, so I really need to get caught up on that. I need to inspect the page proofs of *A Familiar Problem* and get those returned. I need to finish the rewrite of a course description in fiction critique that I'm planning to offer for the fall. I've got several manuscripts in various states of completion. And I need to get manuscripts back out to markets for publication.
<p>There are three sequel novellas to
There are three sequel novellas to *Revin's Heart*: *Devishire!*, *Campshire!*, and *Ecorozire!*. 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/
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#WordWeavers How does your MC react when parents call?
Revin and Grip sat behind the one-way mirror to watch events unfold. It was a farce: the men that would bully and arrest the girls on the street, flirted amiably with them here. Then, an older man with an armband walked up the gangplank and Revin shrank back in terror and revulsion.
Grip noticed Revin's reaction. "Do you recognize him? Who is that?" he whispered.
"It's my father," Revin hissed, with a shudder. (from Devishire!)
<p>I am pleased to be able to announce
I am pleased to be able to announce that I have been re-elected Secretary of SFWA: https://stevendbrewer.com/re-elected-secretary-of-sfwa/
Since I was unopposed, this is not really a surprise. But I'm still extremely pleased and gratified by the confidence of the members.
<p>We gave Tanuki-tan a bully stick
We gave Tanuki-tan a bully stick (They're made from dried bull penises. No! Really!) to keep her busy while we watched anime. She loves them. But then she wiped her muppies all over me and now I smell like bully stick. Yum. #DogsOfMastodon
<p>*Lady Cecelia's Journey* is my 6
*Lady Cecelia's Journey* is my 6 part 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/
<p>Cecelia stole a few glances at
Cecelia stole a few glances at Kasseh, but said nothing.
Without warning, Kasseh stabbed her fork up in the air. "That's it!" she shouted. Then she shook her head, as if waking up. She looked around.
"Oh, dear heart," she murmured. "I've been so terribly rude!"
"Not at all," Cecelia said. (3/3)
<p>From her abstracted expression,
From her abstracted expression, Cecelia knew that she was deeply in thought about whatever it was she was working on, so she just silently served her and poured her a glass of water. Then she served herself.
They ate in silence for several minutes. (2/3) #wss366
<p>"Dinner!" called Cecelia
"Dinner!" called Cecelia down the stairs. She listened long enough to hear the scrape of the stool to know that Kasseh was on her way. She brought dishes out from the kitchen and put them on the dining table.
Kasseh arrived, washed her hands from the pitcher, then seated herself at the table. (1/3)
<p>Some recent not-April-fools updates
Some recent not-April-fools updates about me — with coming attractions: https://stevendbrewer.com/recent-and-coming-attractions/
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