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Tara S Geir
@tarasgeir.bsky.social
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Enthusiastic beta reader and reluctant writer. Looking for new authors to discover. Also loves dogs.
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hookandquillpress.com
Hello, friends! We came across this fellow, and don't quite know what to make of him. He calls himself Quillbert, and says that he's on a crucial mission to investigate some exciting book news. I'm not entirely sure where he's from, but this news does sound exciting...
#writing #writingcommunity
A yellow plush octopus sits in the middle of a star drawn on a sandy beach.
November 24, 2025 at 7:38 PM
tarasgeir.bsky.social
Can anyone recommend any cosy sci fi books, preferably with a mystery? Something similar in style to Becky Chambers and Grace Curtis. Looking for inspiration with a wip.
November 25, 2025 at 6:32 PM
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lizzieblackwood.bsky.social
Fuck it, it's time, we're doing #WIPSnips again!

Still primarily from Shark Smoocher (now known as The Stars Will Be Our Ocean) until I make some more headway in my other drafts. And for "system," what else could I post but a moment with Dani and Patches?
They looked down and their eyes got huge and sparkly. "OH MY GOD IS THIS—" I flailed my hands and they hushed to a whisper, "is this a little Reshketh robot?! How did you get this?" "The voice command input system. I'm told you're familiar?" They nodded enthusiastically. “I've been calling it Patches; it's been helping me out." Their eyes, impossibly, got bigger and sparklier as they lifted the drone into their lap like a puppy. "You named it Patches?"
November 25, 2025 at 3:28 PM
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charliedeltawrites.bsky.social
November 25th – system

#AnthropomorphicNovel, today!

Ray is having a bad day.

cw: fire, death

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“No, don’t move,” Tom insisted. “The medics will be there in a few minutes, and if they don’t find you in that car seat, I will make sure they hold you overnight in the med center for observation. See if I don’t.” “Fine, I’m staying put.” “Good. Because if you don’t get back here in one piece, I won’t be able to kill you myself.” “It’s sweet that you care.” I leaned my head back against the headrest and closed my eyes. Everything hurt, kind of like I had been hit by a car, appropriately enough. It would be nice to just rest for a few minutes. And that was when I heard the whoosh of the gasoline igniting. I could not catch a break today. I muted my earpiece and swore colorfully. A spark from the electrical system, or heat from one of the engines must have caught the leaking gas. Flames licked the outside of my car. I couldn’t stay here, or I would cook. I wrenched the door open and stumbled out, then glanced back at the other car. The succubus hadn’t moved. If I left her there, she would burn alive. Perhaps a fitting end for her, but I couldn’t just sit here and let her die.
November 25, 2025 at 11:29 AM
tarasgeir.bsky.social
#Starwarsrankings
1. Rogue one
2. Andor
3. Star Wars Holiday Special

My sister's Star Wars rankings
'I dunno, the one with the robot in it.'
November 25, 2025 at 2:35 PM
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tempestteapot.bsky.social
#WIPSnips #WritingCommunity #amquerying #writesky
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From my short story “My Body as a Spacesuit.” Pim tries to repair her jumpship.
She closed the valves, securing the hoses and her helmet. After a pirouette, she reoriented to the reactor access and opened the hatch. Pim wriggled through the drifting mess of shredded metal plates, praying none of them ripped her suit. When she had overloaded the system with her blind jump, the fusion reactor had buzzed, rattling the fillings in her teeth during her hasty shut down. Now the eerie quiet of the power source picked at her nerves. Remote sensors showed high levels of residual radiation. Enough of the shielding had fallen off to irradiate the access tunnel. The doughnut-shaped plasma chamber clad in rippled magnets kept her safe from the worst of the X-rays during operation. Outside the tokamak containment system, a jacket of coolant tubes snaked around the cramped space. Reflecting off the light from her helmet, water glistened along several breaks, held in place with surface tension. Keep moving, Pim. That’s what you always do. Rose’s advice when Pim broke a leg misjudging a low gravity leap. She’d leaned on Rose to get back to the shelter. The danger from gravity had been invisible and so was the radiation. Stay focused and fast. Fix the leaks so she could restart the reactor and keep the oxygen pumps going. She found the first leak and started working, ripping strips of duct tape to seal the hole. The tape floated while she brushed away the water. Fix, then pull to the next leak, every second radiation bombarding her body. A shadow dimmed her view, a layer filming the inside of her helmet.
November 25, 2025 at 12:59 PM
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woodenvelt.bsky.social
Spencer and Wren meet with a moody library ghost.

From my romantasy wip about a priest of the dead and a thief with a heart of gold.

#WIPSnips #WriteSky #WritingPrompts #WritingCommunity #Wrencer
Eventually, the half dozen books floating around Muriel snapped shut all at once and zipped through the air to rest in a neat pile on a nearby table. “Golden and Glorious, even in defeat, General Kinileaus turned his blade toward his own breast and fell upon it.” Muriel’s voice was an echo that Wren felt more than heard. It was like it came from the very stones of the library rather than the semi-transparent woman before them. “Oh, don’t be so dramatic, Muriel. It’s a new cataloging system; no one is asking you to fall on your sword.” Archivist Doleman huffed, but her eyes crinkled at the corners with a hint of hidden laughter. “Alright then, this staying up all hours and crawling about in my nightgown is a young person’s game. I’m going back to bed. You know your way out, Brother Spencer?” “Of course.” The priest inclined his head. And then they were alone. With the ghost. Wren wasn’t sure how this was supposed to go. Did they come right out and ask questions, or should they work their way up to it? Did they need to word everything in the form of obscure historical quotes? Was Spencer going to sing again?
November 25, 2025 at 12:35 PM
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jennelikejennay.bsky.social
As an author, I don't make a whole lot of money, but at the same time I need to read a lot of books to stay aware of trends and support my fellow authors. Obviously if I spend all my profits on other people's books, I'm not coming out ahead!

So: ways to read lots of indie books for cheap.
November 25, 2025 at 1:18 AM
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aaronsher.bsky.social
Not considering telekinetic locksmiths is at LEAST one star off their Yelp rating.

A snippet from Applied Leverage, book one of the urban fantasy series Origin Key (see my pinned post). #amwriting #WIPsnips #WritingCommunity #WriteSky #fantasy 📚💙
She went on, "And now, here you are, robbing my private office. You didn't think I'd have magical alarms on it?" Crap. Of course she would. I'd gotten caught up in the idea that mages usually relied on physical protections, and neglected to think that usually didn't mean always. Come to think of it, the spells on the safe were probably what the tracker had been leading us to, not the focus itself. "Well, the rest of your security was so shoddy, I figured maybe you didn't care if people wandered in and out." I mean, what did I have to lose? "I admit, my consultants evidently did not design the system with telekinetic locksmiths in mind. An oversight." "People who put in lousy security systems make my job a lot easier overall. I vote you give them an At rating and pay them a bonus," I said. At this point, I was just letting my mouth run in order to stall for time. I wasn't sure what I was hoping would happen, but whatever it was, it didn't.
November 25, 2025 at 11:46 AM
tarasgeir.bsky.social
Found out that Frozen land will be open when we go to Disneyland next year and, after seeing the animatronic Olaf’s, this is how I see our holiday ending.
Simpson family attacked by robots.
November 25, 2025 at 11:11 AM
tarasgeir.bsky.social
More vibes, Halla has a system for getting into work without having to be surrounded by too many people. #WriteSky #WritingPrompts #WritingCommunity #WIPSnips
snips
November 25, 2025 at 10:55 AM
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jimthevampire.bsky.social
Welcome aboard to the Tartarus. Owned by the God damned company! Probably shared portions of this before 😬

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#SciFiWriters
#sff
November 25, 2025 at 8:37 AM
tarasgeir.bsky.social
Well that’s one of Mr Geir’s Xmas presents sorted!
thespaceshipper.com The Spaceshipper 🚀 @thespaceshipper.com · 1d
It's ridiculous how @masterreplicas.bsky.social 's secret goal is to make me poor. 😅

"Turn your desk into the bridge of a starship with this extra large desk mat, that's designed to sit under your keyboard and mouse."
Star Trek Desk Mat: U.S.S. Enterprise NCC-1701-D Ops Station Star Trek Desk Mat: U.S.S. Enterprise NCC-1701-D Ops Station Star Trek Desk Mat: The Original Series Star Trek Desk Mat: The Original Series
November 24, 2025 at 9:51 PM
tarasgeir.bsky.social
#Novmemeber
Grio’s gotta get that bling
November 24, 2025 at 3:00 PM
tarasgeir.bsky.social
Struggled with this so decided to go for the first time Halla and Strope meet properly. She’s rescued him from some feral kids and bought him home. #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #WIPSnips
November 24, 2025 at 11:33 AM
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charliedeltawrites.bsky.social
November 24th – debut

Fox has a plan. This means something interesting, and probably dangerous, is about to happen.

#WIPSnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts
“But how? We can’t just break in. We have no idea what we’d be walking into, and I doubt they are giving guided tours,” Av’ry noted. “Ah, but that’s where you are wrong.” Fox’s eyes glimmered deviously. “What are you suggesting, Fox?” Av’ry shot her a suspicious look. “As it happens, the people who own the temple are ready to debut their renovations. Three days from now, they are hosting a very exclusive gala, invitation only, for every noble within travelling distance. They have all been called for what the invitations promise will be a historical unveiling.” “Of what?” Mikiva raised an eyebrow. “They are a bit vague on that point. You know how nobles like an exclusive, mysterious event. Draws them like moths to a flame.” “True.” Mikiva nodded, thoughtfully. “But how does that help us? We aren’t exactly nobility, nor do we have an invite.” “Wrong again. Or rather, half-correct.” Fox chuckled. “We do, of course, have an invitation. And the nobility part is easy enough to fake.” She tossed the envelope down on the table.
November 24, 2025 at 11:29 AM
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jimthevampire.bsky.social
Going vibes. It debuted...once. now it's old, not new...it's "original"

#WIPSnips
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#SciFiWriters
#sff
November 24, 2025 at 8:45 AM
tarasgeir.bsky.social
Alitzah has long, glossy black hair. Cailo has lank, black-grey hair. Oula keeps her red hair in a tight plait and I’anthal has glorious hair.
It’s mid-length brown but he has two long braids that are entwined with beads. His culture use beads to tell each individuals story but I’anthal is missing
charliedeltawrites.bsky.social Charlie Delta 🦊🐐 @charliedeltawrites.bsky.social · 2d
Tell me more about your #AwesomeCharacters

Here's an appearance one that I don't think we've talked about yet: What does your character's hair look like?

Do they have hair? Long or short? What color? How do they usually wear it? Is it important to them?

#WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts
November 24, 2025 at 4:44 AM
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pamelaelaela.bsky.social
A bit of world-building and a revelation. 🌎

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“Cassia said the realms are like two sides of the same coin,” Chloe says. “So where exactly on the globe are we?” Marine takes another swallow of her drink and smiles. “Miterios can only survive in places where the natural balance hasn’t been destroyed in the Other Realm. Poetic, isn’t it? Osse is around the Gobi Desert, Pleumon in the Amazon, and Podia around the Great Barrier Reef. And in the Sun Federation, Kheir is in southern Africa, and Rhakhis is spread across Iceland and Greenland.” Understanding dawns on me. I’ve seen enough maps of national parks and wildlife preservation areas to know that there are swaths of protected lands in those places. “And Kardia,” Marine continues, “is mostly in Alaska.” My eyes go round. My stomach drops. I whip my gaze around to Chloe, who stares at me with her mouth ajar. Alaska. Where my father’s body was inexplicably found. Where my father disappeared to after declaring he was returning home. The world beyond the bark. The reading. I must return home. It can’t just be a coincidence. I down the rest of my drink. And even if I don’t yet have the proof, my brain’s already chanting: My father lived in Kardia.
November 23, 2025 at 12:28 PM
tarasgeir.bsky.social
I have planet instead of global. A look at Gloria and Isley’s home. #WIPSnips #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts
November 23, 2025 at 10:38 AM
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jimthevampire.bsky.social
No Global, scale it out and I have "galactic". It is a gift...a gift to Toren from Elara. Kinda rough as first draft, but you get the gist.

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#WriteSky
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#sff
November 23, 2025 at 9:00 AM
tarasgeir.bsky.social
Weekend away to fulfill a couple of 90s kids and kiddo’s dream!
November 23, 2025 at 8:09 AM
tarasgeir.bsky.social
#Novmemeber
November 23, 2025 at 7:57 AM
tarasgeir.bsky.social
Some idiots never bother to clean up their mess. Even in space! #Writesky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts #WIPSnips
November 22, 2025 at 9:11 AM
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jimthevampire.bsky.social
Unexpectedly have one for this, though it might get cut later 😄 Elara still exploring Thalassa. Not following orders.

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#sff
“Tell me why you want me in Engineering so urgently.” There was a pause before The Rec answered. “Logic and protocol demands it.” “That’s not all of it.” “It is.” “I’m going to deck two.” She turned left and started the slow plod across the deck. “I must insist that you continue to Engineering and restart the ship.” She smiled to herself without stopping and⁰ continued down the corridor. “I’ve started walking now. Sucks when you lose control of the situation huh?” “I’m afraid that this is not a moment for levity, Captain. I will be unable to continue providing assistance if you insist on not following protocol.” She continued on, passing the exposed pipe work that lined the corridor, here and there she noticed crystalised water droplets on the pipes. “You are starting to sound a little frayed there, Rec. I can continue on my own if you’re gonna keep being a bitch about it.” “Captain, I must insist that you stop treating me as an adversary. My only concern is maximising the potential preservation of life.”
November 22, 2025 at 8:49 AM