@stevendbrewer@wandering.shop

let the willow #weep tonight
and to the stars belie
its tendency to shun the fight
when tempest winds do fly
for though the mighty oak may fall
and every hemlock fail
the willow bends to heed the call
and o'er the storm prevail

#wss366

He sketched out a map in the dirt and drew two arrows.
"See this canyon?" he continued. "We draw them in from opposite directions and get them to spend themselves against each other. Then we clean up what's left."
The squad's mood lifted as they began to hope.
Sergeant Baker grinned. (2/2) #wss366

The cadets of Squad 6 were discouraged.
"We've got three squads arrayed against us," Updraft said. "Three against one! We're screwed."
"Bring it!" Nightmare exulted, pumping his fist.
Curtiss thought for a moment and then said, carefully, "I think you're thinking about it backwards." (1/2) #wss366

#WritersCoffeeClub Name the oldest work to have inspired you

I certainly appreciated ancient epic poems, like *Gilgamesh* or *Kavaliro en Tigra Felo*, but in terms of genuine inspiration, I would probably cite both *The Three Musketeers* and *Treasure Island* that profoundly influenced my writing. My debut work, *Revin's Heart*, though not a pastiche of *Treasure Island,* began with the question, "What if Jim had gone off with Long John Silver? What adventures might they have had together?"

#ScribesAndMakers If your creativity had a mascot or symbol, what would it be?

I created this illustration for my Airship Pirate ribbons and have used it as the favicon for my website. When I make my next set of business cards, I'll probably put it on those. https://stevendbrewer.com/airship-pirate-ribbons/

The Northampton Antiquarian Book, Ephemera, and Book Arts Fair is coming to the Northampton Center for the Arts November 21-22. Straw Dog Writers Guild will have a table with local authors all weekend. I'll there from noon to 2pm on Saturday. Join me! https://mailchi.mp/northamptonbookfair.com/2025-sneak-preview-10138790 #WesternMass

Curtiss inspected the man carefully before introducing himself.
He was a hard bitten, grizzled, older man with a lined face who was missing an arm. He had grey eyes and closely-cropped gray hair. His uniform was faded and worn, his boots, old and scuffed. (2/2) #wss366

Curtiss arrived at the barracks just as the men were returning from the mess hall. Curtiss listened to the drill sergeants barking directions to the different squads, listening for his number. Finally, he heard someone bark, "Squad Six! Fall out!" (1/2) #wss366