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This is, perhaps, the only time-travel story I will ever write. I hate time-travel stories.

I went into the kitchen and made a pot of coffee. When I returned, he'd fallen asleep on the sofa. I sat down and sighed.
It was bad enough remembering all the stupid shit I'd done with the time machine when I was younger. But having to confront it face-to-face was mortifying. (2/2) #wss366

"We're chums, ain't we?" he said.
"I'm not your #chum."
"Oh, come on. Don't be like that!"
"You're drunk," I said.
"Don't you mean 'I'm drunk?'" He laughed hysterically at his own joke.
"Let me make you some coffee."
"Oh, poo. You're no fun." (1/2) #wss366

Ooh! Now this is the way to sell books! They have a Craft Beer & Wine tent with a nice selection of IPAs. I may not make any money, but I'm having a great time. #WesternMass

We are set up at Look Park for Rock, Roll, and Gather! https://stevendbrewer.com/rock-roll-and-gather-at-look-park/ #WesternMass

"What about our treasured memories?" she continued plaintively. "They'd be contaminated by that woman!"
"Oh, dear heart!" Kasseh said, putting her arms around her. "I will overwrite them with new memories."
Cecelia hugged Kasseh back, then turned her face up and kissed her on the lips. (4/4) #wss366

Cecelia looked at Kasseh with horror. "Never!"
"So you need some neutral territory to meet… How about the Crown and Sceptre."
That was the nicest restaurant in the Capital. Kasseh had taken Cecelia there for their anniversary.
"But…" Cecelia considered, biting her lip. (3/4) #wss366

From Ecorozire! an unpublished sequel to Revin's Heart. You can receive updates when it appears through my monthly newsletter. https://author-sdbrewer.micro.blog/subscribe/

One thing that was inescapable and set his teeth constantly on #edge was the unsettling howl of the engines of the *Vengeance*. The *Queen* sailed so quietly that the change in pitch of the sound of the air rushing over the envelope in sunlight or shadow could be detected. And the gentle squeaks of the canvas and wood at night would lull him to sleep. Not now, with the everpresent roar of the *Vengeance*, like some rabid beast, always at the #edge of his awareness, gnawing at his sanity. #wss366

#WritersCoffeeClub Why are you writing your current work?

For the same reason I write all of my stories: to find out what happens next!

He seemed mesmerized studying the stone. She glanced at the portrait of her husband, gone these long years.
"Would you like to have it?" she asked.
"Can I?" he said, very pleased. "Thanks!"
"Yes. You should have it," she replied. "I'm not likely to need it again." (3/3) #wss366

"It's an agate. Your grandfather and I found that on Agate Beach up on the Keewenaw a long, long time ago. Even before your father was born."
"It's really smooth!" he said.
"Yes. Yes, it is," she said. Then, remembering, she blushed a little and continued, "It's been in some interesting places." (2/3) #wss366

The boy saw something on the mantle and tried to reach it. But even on his tiptoes he couldn't quite manage.
"What's that, Grandma?"
She smiled, picked it up, and handed it to him. It was a smooth, brown, egg-shaped #stone.
"Ooh!" he said, studying it. "What is it?" (1/3) #wss366

#WritersCoffeeClub What is your greatest strength as a writer?

Probably my characters:

"I love the deft portrayal of queer characters and the world-building"

"What I like best about Steven Brewer’s series: warm, fun interactions between likable characters […] and nail-biting adventures"

"The characters are unforgettable, and you won’t see the twists coming. For as many moments that will have your heart in your throat, there are others that make you laugh, or just fill you up with warmth."

#ScribesAndMakers #yellow

Koguma looked around at the Angels.
"Are you all sisters or something?"
"Yes, we're nonuplets," Zaza said. 
"Wow! That's so cool!" Koguma said. "Now that we've got everyone, let's head to the transport to take you to Camp *Gyarakushīsukauto*!"
He led his charges to another gate of the spaceport where they went down stairs onto the tarmac where a yellow Makasete SkyJumper was parked.

From *The Complicated Camping Catastrophe* in *Better Angels: Tour de Force*.

This is why I don't read stuff on sub(nazi)stack: https://arstechnica.com/tech-policy/2025/07/substacks-nazi-problem-wont-go-away-after-push-notification-apology/

I'm always struck by how the Conservative movement has convinced people to blame themselves (and others) for things that aren't their fault. https://stevendbrewer.com/youre-a-loser-and-its-your-fault/?utm_source=wandering.shop&utm_medium=social+media&utm_campaign=first+campaign&utm_content=toot

I'm listening to Meghan Trainor today: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gPCCYMeXin0 I love her videos that feature a diverse cast of non-binary characters with the inclusion of different ages, ethnicities, and plus-size body types. It's like a palette cleanser after watching #KPop which consistently features abnormally skinny people.

A post about the quiet, patient work behind the scenes and how it is and is not recognized. https://stevendbrewer.com/meets-expectations/

Tau snorted, unable to restrain his amusement, and then shook his head, flopping his ears.
David stroked his head gently.
"It's going to be alright," he said. "Just give it some time."
Tau laid down, rested his head on David's lap, and went to sleep.
David leaned back and settled in. (4/4) #wss366