#goodmorning A fist-shaped storm comes in with the king tide.* #writersky #booksky #amwriting

#WIPsnips "defense" Chapter 7, Beginnings Are Lies. The sight of blood tended to awaken urges I was still ill-equipped to control. Human bodies lack suitable defenses to meet the aggressions of a boisterous fledgling carnivore, even when it is meant to be playful.* #writersky #writingcommunity

LOVE LOVE LOVE a book that brings me a new word, a new place, a new idea. I actively seek out books that make me look things up. How about you? Does it interrupt your reader flow, or do you like it and look forward to it? #writersky #booksky #amwriting #amreading #writingcommunity

#goodmorning I belong in the air but how I get there is TBD.* #writersky #booksky #amwriting

#WIPsnips "vibe" Ch. 1, Home Is the Place: Glitoris knew this name I had chosen for them. Glit — in thought, vibe, odor, & pattern — began to rant about what happened to humans, livestock, & other dragons who mistook "Glitoris" for a harmlessly cute & pretty pet. #writersky #writingcommunity

#goodmorning I have a pill for any kind of heartbreak. For instance, when your poly partner decides to be mono with your other poly partner. Which spells the death of the polycule. The pill for that tastes like nutmeg. * #writersky #booksky #amwriting

#WIPsnips "liquid"=>"water" Ch 36, Parley of Hybrids: The snake slid into Kuto Bay, the warmest water any titanoboa had been in for 50 million years. It was not hungry now, but sometime in the next year it would require something more substantial than Nietzsche to chew. #writersky #writingcommunity

#goodmorning I am the sediment that fossilizes the bones of your memory.* #writersky #booksky #amwriting

#WIPsnips "select" Chapter 44, Hybrids and Regens and Humans and Dragons: Of course we hybrids still visited or lived in mall hubs. Our labs were still there. We continued to refine regens, this time selecting for less barbaric appetites. #writersky #writingcommunity

#goodmorning The spider born with with nine legs says: More is not always better.* #writersky #booksky #amwriting

#WIPsnips "airport" => "fly" Ch. 36, Parley of Billionaires: Some of the regens had fire. All of them were huge. Lots of them had massive teeth, could fly and swim, and their pelts or carapaces or scales simply bounced or absorbed your puny bullets or rays or potions.* #writersky #writingcommunity

#goodmorning You begin to wrap your mind around the profit potential of the apocalypse. This is a sign you are officially in hell. The heat feels nice here.* #writersky #booksky #amwriting

#WIPsnips "redeem" => "save" Chapter 33, The Club Is Born: She sounds like the small, deep pool a daredevil dives into from a height. She sounds like a jet trying to pull itself out of a nose dive. None of it saves her. #writersky #writingcommunity

I kind of want to prompt AI to slop me some fresh koans. But then who/what is the roshi to guide my response? (Is there a hashtag for 'strange shit I ponder on the cushion'?) #buddhist #writer #writersky #amwriting

#goodmorning I had a hard time sleeping last night because the moon was raging coldly through my window. Get up and go for a walk, it called. Doesn't that sound better than festering in your sweaty sheets?* #writersky #booksky #amwriting

#WIPsnips "sixth" => "third" Chapter 4, What Is Wrong With You? The calcium in Tums makes purple fire. But you knew that. By this time, everyone has experimented. When flash fires gobble your shed for the third time in two years, why not at least try to make it more fun? #writersky #writingcommunity

#goodmorning DREAM: I am the cat who sits outside your mouse hole. Not because I'm hungry — I'm well fed — but because I'm bored. To torture and harm you, to paralyze you with terror: It's salve for my ennui. (But O yes. I very much will kill you.)* #writersky #booksky #amwriting

#WIPsnips "except" Ch. 31, Before Aurochs: They looked like zebras from the front & like petite horses from the back. They kicked & bit anything stupid enough to interrupt their stampede. They seemed cute, except they clearly were eager to fucking kill you & eat you. #writersky #writingcommunity

#goodmorning Quiet. Except the loud throbbing hum-hiss of my body going about its business. Except the song of my heartbeat calling my belly to follow.* #writersky #booksky #amwriting

#WIPsnips "position" Chapter 17, Dragon Smart*: Travis Robertson III was not difficult to find. A simple online search got me to his distinguished academic position with a junior college, where he trained other humans to be the maintainers of buildings. #writingcommunity

#goodmorning What if after the apocalypse the most valuable objects are those square plastic tabs we use to shut plastic bags that (now) carry rice cakes or bread.* #writersky #booksky #amwriting

#WIPsnips "confident" Chapter 10, Homecoming: I trusted my dragon instincts, even if they were untested and human-tainted. I was confident that by wing and by innate shrewdness I would end up where I belonged. #writersky #writingcommunity

#goodmorning This is about all those times you stealth-fucked a married man because you had a desperate crush on his wife. Working title: You were messy when you were in your 20s.* #writersky #booksky #amwriting

#WIPsnips "perish" => "die" Chapter 6, The Kraken: The sun, unimpeded by clouds, glared off the quietly rolling sea all day and then set in orange splendor. It was an excellent day to die — better than William deserved.* #writersky #writingcommunity

#goodmorning DREAM: Only Cynthia Rae Gitsky can dig us out of this mess. Only the smartest squirrel in the world can save us.* #writersky #booksky #amwriting

#WIPsnips "zeal" => "passion" Ch. 11, It's a Curse: Infra-Bet-E reminds me that — although I am immortal and an all-powerful god and the epitome of beauty and wisdom — I am a deformed cripple when it comes to my ability to act on my passion. What are girlfriends for? #writersky #writingcommunity

#goodmorning You cannot call Her BITCHmuse because it is too vulgar for these fine people wearing pearls and trademark hats, the kind of people who spend all day thinking about their BRAND.* #writersky #booksky #amwriting

#WIPsnips "academy" => "school" Chapter 3, What Fang Knows: Parents still and always cancel future playdates when their kids come home after a friendly bloodletting. Fang does not get to be carefree. He is always the brightest, fastest, loneliest boy in his school. #writersky #writingcommunity

#goodmorning TV turns us into tropes + beats. What don't we know of the tangible world because we swallow/ are swallowed by TV stories, which all take place within the same greenlit worldbuilding universe?* #writersky #booksky #amwriting

#WIPsnips "suggest" in Bonus Story 2, Rise of the Witches: She had to grin, showing off her brown teeth. She had to affect an accent, any accent, to suggest how far outside privilege she had always existed. Even pre-Aurora. Just a poor, desperate nomad. #writersky #writingcommunity

#goodmorning This is not AI slop. This is pure 100% human slop, I am proud to verify.* #writersky #booksky #amwriting

#WIPsnips "procrastinate" => "wait" Ch. 11, It's a Curse: Who knew such a chthonic god would be so easy to trick. I literally drop him in the middle of about 150 plump virgins, fresh arrivals bored with waiting for their psychopomp. Today that will be Hermes, not me. #writersky #writingcommunity

#goodmorning Monkey mind topics at this morning's sit: underwater caves; then poop nougats, but not the ones I ordered.* #writersky #booksky #amwriting

#WIPsnips "commit" Chapter 12, Who Are You?: About the actual murders Jimmy commits on behalf of the Murder I will only say this. The victims beg in high, scared voices. The blood is ample. But Jimmy is quick and efficient, which is more than the monsters deserve. #writersky #writingcommunity

#goodmorning You say you want me to write with the anatomical precision of medical language about the body, the sky, the center of the earth.* #writersky #booksky #amwriting

#WIPsnips "notice" from Ch. 21, Promises, Promises: I am a god, hatched from the same soil that generated humanity. I am no more a metaphor than the ocean or an earthquake; all human cultures notice what I incarnate. They all have names for it, for me — such as Hermes. #writersky #writingcommunity

#goodmorning CLARIFICATIONS: (1) Horripilation might be a response to formication. (2) An apparatchik is a factotum, but nastier. (3) Invisible dragons can hurt you, but the resulting wound will be invisible regardless of the pain.* #writersky #booksky #amwriting

#WIPsnips "bone" from Chapter 2, What Infra-Bet-E Knows: Infra-Bet-E stares at him adoringly as she listens to the bones of her dream-hand, then her dream-wrist, then her dream-arm snap between her boy’s teeth. It hurts, of course. Blood spurts from her dream-elbow. #writersky #writingcommunity

#goodmorning Actual last words for real for real: Go ahead. It's probably fine.* #writersky #booksky #amwriting

#WIPsnips "transfer" from Ch. 7, Doom Pony Love Children: Chewed on by disappointment, fuzzy-headed from rage, Hugo pulls over & transfers funds to the thugs' accounts. If he does not, someone else will, & these guys have witnessed more than just today's interrogation. #writersky #writingcommunity

#goodmorning I am a sweaty singer singing sweaty songs. I am prettier when I cry.* #writersky #booksky #amwriting

#WIPsnips "tattoo" from Guideline: How to Write Pro Vivo Note: Workshop it with friends. Do it in a group or family as an exquisite corpse. Game it. Commission a tattoo that grows over the years. Mount a bandstand & shout it until guards cart you away, still chanting. #writersky #writingcommunity

#goodmorning One morning a young starling flies down the chimney and into the house. Trapped on the wrong side of the window and panicking, its wings are no good. Humans must capture it and release it outside.* #writersky #booksky #amwriting

#WIPsnips "activity" from Chapter 15, Friendzoned by God: I follow your snail trail of activities and memories, thought and speech, damage and infrastructure. I may not be present in real time to know while it is lived, but my gaze brings your story to life. #writersky #writingcommunity

#goodmorning Actual phrase that wakes me up and insists I turn the light on and write it: More fun than an upside down kindergarten.* #writersky #booksky #amwriting

#WIPsnips "troll" => "rogue" from Chapter 20, Gods Need Tough Love: Beyond them, he hears the 50 rogue revenants flagellating the uncooperative deadBlob and howling like wolves and screaming curses in thousands of dead or not-yet-born languages. #writersky #writingcommunity

#goodmorning How Odayaka Sesshin Feels: When I drop this body, I will no longer love a person or place. I will be love without this delusional direction because I and the object of my love are the same.* #writersky #booksky #amwriting

#WIPsnips "drain" Chapter 4, What Doom Pony Knows: Fang slaps the boy's face away from his crotch, where he is still leaning. "I share blood. I do not drain blood. I do not kill. I am not a vampire. I am not a werewolf." #writersky #writingcommunity

#goodmorning Everything works better if I hold it up with my heart rather than my shoulders.* #writersky #booksky #amwriting

#WIPsnips "remain" from Ch. 9, Five-Star Resorts in the Bardo: Half of the ghosts, having had their fun, rejoin the deadBlob. The other half remain, getting slightly more opaque, practicing whatever words in whatever language their predead forms remember how to speak. #writersky #writingcommunity