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But you can still speak other languages…

#WordWeavers Are any of your characters trying to change the world?

Revin grew up as a commoner in a feudal society ruled by an aristocracy. After joining pirates, which are more egalitarian, he realizes that the rules of society that divide the aristocracy from the commoners can be rewritten to produce a society with less inequality. But it's a long, slow process that is threatened on both sides by despotic aristocrats and populists that try to undermine his efforts. https://waterdragonpublishing.com/product/revins-heart/

Angels' Wings came out of jump in the Carolot system. Warnaways screeched as they descended on the interdicted world.
"Hang on, we're in for some chop," Nene said.
The flight grew #rough. David maneuvered violently to avoid beam weapons and missiles from automated defenses. The gravity generator whined, unable to fully compensate.
The CuddleTums huddled on the deck and clutched each other squealing as Angels' Wings dropped through the atmosphere and emerged over a forested continent. #wss366

"At just this moment it had been announced that Oceania was not after all at war with Eurasia. Oceania was at war with Eastasia. Eurasia was an ally.
There was, of course, no admission that any change had taken place. Merely it became known, with extreme suddenness and everywhere at once, that Eastasia and not Eurasia was the enemy." —George Orwell, 1984

If you thought running the government was expensive, wait 'til you see how expensive kleptocracy is.

For Straw Dog Writes, I'm working on my new Better Angels story. I needed something lighthearted to work on because of (waves hands) all of this.

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Large majority of attendees at Nazi rallies approve too, because only Nazis go to Nazi rallies. Who the fuck writes this shit?

#ScribesAndMakers If you have family living with you, what do they think about your creative work?

I live with my extended family and all are very supportive. My 92-year-old mother and 20-something son both read my queer, steampunky romantasy and weird fluffy, military space opera. My mom only says nice things and my son offers hysterically funny mockery, as well as helpful, insightful feedback. (He is also a writer.) My wife won't read what I write, but is supportive in many other ways.

Lala ran off to the big replicator and, minutes later, the Angels began to hand out Fun Meals to the CuddleTums. With cries of glee, they tore off the wrappings and began to eat.
"Now, what youse got ta drink on dis crate?" the old CuddleTum asked.
"Water is available," Zaza said.
"Not ta wash! Ta drink! Like beer, wine, sake, shochu…" The CuddleTum leered up at Zaza. "Or stronger. Ya got any Volpexian gin?"
"Non-human biological androids do not consume spirits."
"That don't stop us!"

#wss366

"Ol' Jack always says, 'What the Hell.'" #BTiLC

"May the wings of liberty never lose a feather!" #BTiLC

"We will continue ninterrupted! After this break." #BTiLC

"White tiger!" #BTiLC

I had never put together the Buckaroo Banzai vibes. Especially the audio. #BTiLC

"It's all in the reflexes!" #BTiLC

I'm planning to watch Big Trouble in Little China with @philipbrewer tonight, so you should either join us or mute #BTiLC.

Popo and Mumu brought out the crates of krenoj, opened them, and began to offer them to the CuddleTums.
"What da puk is goin' on?" said an old, gray CuddleTum, leaning on a stick. When krenoj were offered to him, he slapped them down to the deck. "What da puk! Dese are pukkin' weeds!"
"What rations do you prefer?" Zaza asked.
"Some pukkin' food. Anyting but dis pukkin' fek. Would youse eat dis? What da youse eat?"
"Lala!" Zaza ordered. "Two hundred Fun Meals."
"On it, First Sergeant!"

#wss366

Like the troop transport it once was, Angels' Wings blasted through the atmosphere. It streaked through the sky, making double sonic booms as it descended.
"There it is!" Racy said, studying the display. "Land in that central open area!"
The holding facility was cheaply constructed. Situated just outside of the city, it stood at the edge of the forest, with rows of pre-fab buildings. A double-row of wire fence surrounded the buildings. Guard towers at the corners stood watch.

#wss366

#WritersCoffeeClub How can your current writing routine be improved?

Many writers have documented their elaborate routines for structuring their writing, (e.g. https://www.themarginalian.org/2012/11/20/daily-routines-writers/ ) My brother, @philipbrewer, used to collect these and was fascinated by them. I'm less sanguine about routines, especially prescriptive routines. I just write when I feel like it and, when it isn't working for me, I don't. I am adequately productive — and don't stress about it — which is the most important thing.

Rime Ice #SilentSunday