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#grateful for a large cooking section at the local library
What is wrong with Eliza?
Abducted 2 years ago by a cult, saved and now plagued with nightmares
A Conspiracy of Ravens
#WIPSnips "psychology"
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Psychology --> brain.
From my untitled dieselpunk fantasy. #WIPSnips #writingcommunity #writesky
We did try to learn our lesson!
New Episode! Sometimes, you reach the limits of what sociological analysis and late-night tea-fueled family therapy can do. And then you've gotta go chase some idiots through a deadly jungle, climb some mountains, and fight some spider-wolves.
We are looking for short stories, poetry, and audio.
😼We want alternate histories with cats playing a major role in the tail –er– tale. Asking this question:
🐈⬛️What changed because
The Cat told all?
(Or didn’t.)
🤝🏻SUBMIT: Use the Roses & Wildflowers link in my first link in my bio.
Rescued when their boat sank, the elves find themselves guests in an orcish city they never knew existed. And the surprises aren't over yet.
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If you’re going to risk your life infiltrating an alien stronghold, you may as well have a little fun with it
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Ábrahám stood at the iron ring sunk into the basilica floor, the rope coiled with a neatness that struck Fehér as either overly cautious or liturgical. He was in his good coat; the way a man comes to do something upon which he has already decided. "You do not have to do this," Ábrahám said for the third time, each a bit hoarser in the morning damp. "You have begun to repeat yourself, pap." Fehér checked the knot at his chest with a firm tug. "That is generally a sign that the argument is finished." "The ministry knows that we have come here." "The ministry knows everything." He gave the old priest a direct look, saw the fear of what might be discovered secreted away underneath them in his eyes. "Historically, that has never been a stumbling block on the path towards anything worth doing." Ábrahám's face in the lamplight was a face in a Dürer - not the heroic ones, where contemplative saints pondered the weight of the world. He had been a good man, Fehér thought, in years when goodness had been structurally convenient. That was true of more people than comfortable to count. "Lower me," he said with the resolution of stone.
Az igazság szabaddá tesz. From 'Rockets of Angels', a #Dieselpunk tale. #WIPSnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts
A deer head stared vacantly from its position above a door cut into to the back wall, while a rack of shotguns hung to one side of the door. Lanterns were scattered about the room, their light bleeding through the garish red curtains masking the windows.
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#Grateful to be employed in this economy
Ebook screenshot from Flight of the Fates, book one, Fight or Flight: "Suddenly I was panicking again. “Sorry Miss! I didn’t mean - I should’ve offered you some, I didn’t-” She waved a hand and shook her head, though. “No, no, not at all. I would’ve refused, had you. Can’t eat the stuff - nothing cooked, nothing dead. Living meals, only.” I shivered at the concept, goosebumps rising on my skin and I suppose she saw it because she spoke again. “Is it so much better to have your meat die away from you, than it is to have it die in your jaws?” I took a deep breath, and I couldn’t really answer the question. If I thought about it just generally it didn’t seem like it could make any difference, really, but as soon as I thought about food I saw the fish in her teeth again and then I couldn’t in good conscience say that it didn’t matter. “I- I don’t know, Miss, I don’t suppose that it should be but it still seems to.” That was the answer I eventually settled on."
#WIPSnips "Stuff" from FotF#1, Fight or Flight
AL realizes they forgot to offer Molly any of their (cooked) fish when they notice Molly staring. Molly, however, doesn't care.
Ironic the Deburios are called name thieves but use contracts to take them most of the time
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Only could find "short"!
He waded through a swampy region to feel the soft mud with his feet and to know the complex life of larvae and rushes and insects and — he stopped short.
It might just be my difficulties with learning a second language, but I'd take only a year!
Super #Grateful to have seen my child's joy at Disney and super grateful to be home again.
Special New Episode! We're proud to support the new game Ballad Hunters, from @moltensulfur.bsky.social and @pelgranepress.bsky.social ! We got to test it out with the author, and we had a blast! Kickstarting now at www.kickstarter.com/projects/pel...!
And here's our playtest!
The chicken!
We interrupt this festival of nostalgia to bring you our New Episode! We're playtesting The Black Company RPG, coming soon from @arcdreampublishing.bsky.social ! These beta rules aren't final, but they're already a ton of fun!
In 2017, we'd finished our first campaign and started branching out. Our founding member Aaron ran a brilliant game of Delta Green for us, and the horrors of VHS...
We can't believe it, but our little podcast is now officially TEN YEARS OLD! Not old enough to vote yet, but old enough to make a pretty good shoebox diorama for a fifth grade science project. We'll be celebrating with special retrospective links to old episodes! Watch this space!
#Grateful to be starting a new job in this economy
#WIPSnips | library
Next to Carinen’s backpack, a cluster of pinkish-white mountain laurel was growing out of the library floor. Well, that hadn’t ever happened with Jessie. Several of the hexagonal flowers unfurled and doubled in size as Carinen watched. Faint hints of the laurel’s scent drifted up
#WIPSnips | wake
Charles’ magic is floating around the new bundle, not finding purchase. Carinen&Nancy watch as Ayana&Eric pull apart and try to scoop up wisps. A couple latch & sink in. More are drawn along in their wake. More and more, until all of the magic coming off of Charles is tucked inside.
#WIPSnips | dart
Carinen flushed. Well, okay. That was fair. She really shouldn’t be randomly leaving her (gorgeous) date to dart off the trail to pick up trash. She probably also shouldn’t be prioritizing grabbing trash on the trail over paying attention to what Lorene was talking about.
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#WIPSnips | addition
The pet store Nancy had found had fish, turtles, rodents, & a bunch of different lizards, in addition to the cats & dogs the local shelter had brought over for an adoption drive. Carinen found it all fascinating, having grown up without any pets in the house.
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New Episode! It's the thrilling conclusion of our single-player noir horror adventure! Can one librarian thwart the plans of a sinister sorcerer? Or will she herself become his sacrificial victim? And what side will the Hounds of Anubis be on??
#WIPSnips | marathon
Carinen had heard snippets of Judith practicing, but it was much more interesting learning about all the different types of communes as one coherent speech. Carinen had no idea how she’d found the energy to do so much research after the end of semester marathon.
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#WIPSnips | green
They giggle, Carinen nudging Jessie to look at the pond's edge, where the plants are growing. There are plenty of sedges & rushes & pickerelweed, & oooh cardinal flowers! to investigate, green leaves reaching for the sun & roots for the water.
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