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If money wasn’t an issue, where would you arrange a #WordWeavers writing retreat?

On a private train with luxury compartments that circumnavigated the earth, stopping frequently at interesting places.

Well, you said if money wasn't an issue…

#WritersCoffeeClub. Talk about an affirming experience you've had among your writing peers.

The little community that has sprung up around #wss366 has been incredibly inspiring and affirming for me. It's a delight to read the contributions people make and I treasure the thought and consideration the curators make selecting words (ordinary words with multiple meanings). And having some of the authors write fan fiction of my contributions was more rewarding than I could have imagined. Thank you!

"What's that?" the boy asked, pointing at the ring of mushrooms with wonder.
"It's called a fairy #circle," his father replied.
"Ooh! It's like magic!"
"Not really. A fungal mycelium grows out from a common point," the father explained, "so you get an expanding ring of mushrooms over time."
"Aw. You take the fun out of everything!"
"Just wait 'til we talk about the birds and bees," his father said, with a wink. #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From *Ecorozire!* an unpublished sequel to *Revin's Heart*.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/

Kief looked pleased to see Revin, as much to be rescued from the argument as anything else.
"Please let me take this opportunity to thank you," Kief said. "If you hadn't seen what was happening at Beskin Harbor, I would have been captured or killed by the marines for sure." He stuck his hand out.
Revin nodded and shook his hand.
"Now, don't let me get in the way of your conversation," he said. "We can finish our argument later. It's not like we're ever going to agree." #wss366

Dodging the bullets is exhausting… https://stevendbrewer.com/dodging-the-bullets/ #CovidIsNotOver #Worldcon

"And what's this one?" the psychiatrist said.
"A lobster eating a grilled cheese sandwich and pincing off your head," the boy said.
"Interesting…" the psychiatrist said, making a note in his book. He turned the page showing a different ink #blot. "And this one?"
"Your brain in a pickle jar attached to electrical wires."
The psychiatrist looked and then did a double take.
"You know? I think you're right!" #wss366