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Mumu went to the galley on Angels' Wings to replicate a snack.
"Potato chips," she thought, punching the buttons.
When she returned to the lounge, she fell flat on her face and her chips went flying.
Bebe was standing there looking astonished.
Mumu stood up and brushed herself off. (1/2) #wss366

Tanuki-chan likes to stand on both of us at the same time to get petted. #DogsOfMastodon

From *A Familiar Problem*, coming soon from Water Dragon Publishing!

"You will obey…"
"I will obey without thinking," he barked.
"Okay!" she said, clapping her hands. "That's what I wanted to hear. Now, drop and give me 20 push-ups!"
"What! Why?" he said. Tseluna just looked at him reproachfully. He turned bright red, sighed, and started doing pushups. (3/3) #wss366

"It doesn't seem like a very good idea, to me," Rory muttered.
"Hey!" Tseluna said sharply. Rory looked up. "Who is smarter? You or me?"
"You are," Rory admitted.
"And who has more experience?"
"You do."
"And so when I tell you to do something, what are you going to do?"
"I will obey." (2/3) #wss366

"As my familiar, you should act without thinking when I give you direction."
"That's what I was doing when I went to save Aimee," Rory said, sullenly.
"Yes, but you weren't doing it because I told you to," Tseluna chided. "I want to #train you to obey me without thinking." (1/3) #wss366

The contact form on my website is basically only ever filled out by robots, so I added a checkbox that says, "I am a robot. Only check this box if you are a robot." https://stevendbrewer.com/contact-me/

Robots appear to find it irresistible.

#WordWeavers If your MC became a dog, what kind of dog would they be?

Lambda and Tau are already NeoBoxers.

"I been comin' here since forever to #tap a few trees and make syrup." She pointed out a few trees around the clearing that had buckets hanging from taps.
He sniffed the steam over the pan and smelled a sweet odor. He began to drool, just a little. Maybe they could work something out… (2/2) #wss366

In a far corner of the park, the bear found an old woman tending a fire. A pan was on a rack over the flames, bubbling merrily.
"Open fires are not permitted within the park," he said.
She looked up at him brazenly.
"Balderdash!" she said.
"Pardon me?" (1/2) #wss366

Hot weather requires hot salsa. https://stevendbrewer.com/my-easy-salsa-recipe/

#WritersCoffeeClub How much of your ideals are imbued in your work?

In the Better Angels stories, Sssindy is a 10-meter-long, thicc, florescent pink snake that kills and eats magarats.

On June 22, Rachel Rosen is going to talk about cover design to the Straw Dog Writers Guild. Join us! https://strawdogwriters.org/event/book-cover-design-for-writers #books

You can read more about Totemo and Lambda in The Better Angels: Tour de Force, only at the Truck Stop at the Center of the Galaxy. https://truckstop.waterdragonpublishing.com/product/better-angels-tour-de-force/

They went to cross the bridge back over the river but found it was being repaired. The planks were missing. Totemo stopped, daunted, but Lambda ran down and jumped in. She swam across, drinking deeply, and emerged on the other side. She shook off, much refreshed, and then looked back at Totemo, tongue lolling.
Three hours later, Lambda awoke on the couch when Totemo returned home, sunburned and very footsore.
She sank into her chair with a groan.
"Don't even start!" she moaned. (3/3) #wss366

They started out on their usual route, across the river and out into the countryside. After an hour, they reached the half-way point. It was getting hot and Lambda was panting. Totemo got an evil smile as she plotted her revenge.
"Call me lazy, will you?" she thought. "I'll show you that humans are endurance predators and #tire you out. You'll be sorry!" She turned a different direction that would double the distance.
Nearly at the end, they were both hot and starting to flag. (2/3) #wss366

Totemo Isogashii spent Sunday morning reconciling ecological observation reports. At first, Lambda just lay on the sofa, but by late morning, began to pace. Finally, she barked at Totemo.
"I'm not being lazy," she snapped. "I'm working!"
Lambda ruffed.
"We'll go for a run in a minute. Just let me come to a stopping-off point."
Twenty minutes later, Lambda jumped up behind and nudged Totemo on the back of her neck with her cold nose.
"Augh!" she said. "Alright! Let's go!" (1/3) #wss366

I submitted an opening scene for the "Live Action Slush" panel at the Nebula Conference. It was an interesting, if somewhat unsatisfying, experience. https://stevendbrewer.com/live-action-slush/ #writing

I returned home last night after three weeks on the road. I tested negative for COVID. As it's been three days since the Nebulas wrapped up, it seems likely that I dodged that bullet.

I got to see a boxer dog. And hug my wife. I watched a few innings of the Cardinals game with my mom. Then, I went to bed early.

This morning, I worried I might not remember how to make coffee, since it's been so long. But muscle memory won the day. In just moments, I will be caffeinated.

It's good to be home.

"But it's not plain!" the fairy exulted.
Jane grabbed the fairy and threw her in the trash can. Then she took off the outrageous outfit and pitched it after her. Finally, she put on something normal. True. She might be plain, but at least she wasn't scandalous. (3/3) #wss366