Jasin Fayble
@jasinfayble.bsky.social
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Greetings and Salutations! I'm Jasin Fayble, a writer. Next step Author. Books are the gateway to civilization. Good writing is Ego Death. - David Foster Wallace Will refollow those of the #writingcommunity
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jasinfayble.bsky.social
"I don't like talking about myself."
"This is social media. Be social."
sigh
I'll update this as I ponder it.
Me...
Writing, logic, science, sports, books, coding, writing, e-games, ttrpg, bad luck, writing, rough past, aspd, ptsd, violence, hope, writing, trying, honest, brash, honorable, humble.
jasinfayble.bsky.social
Victory dance! I did it! I got the font of horror to love a story.
jasinfayble.bsky.social
Yep.
shadowsparkpub.bsky.social
Happy Friday!! We made it!

This question is for #readers:

What format of stories do you read? (For example, paperback novels, novellas, short story serials, manga, audiobooks, webcomics, etc.)

#WritingQ #booksky #writesky 🪐📚💙
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Lake Muhlenberg in Allentown, Pennsylvania. #photography #lehighvalley #lakelife #Pennsylvania
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tenebrouspress.bsky.social
We’ve got books! We’ve got New Weird Horror books! (And we’ve got five days straight of chronic insomnia but we swear it’s just making us charming and hilarious and not a lifeless husk).
Join us in the Void🖤☠️
@voidcon.bsky.social
Tenebrous table, NOW WITH BOOKS
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dcswanson.bsky.social
My daughter wrote some words at school
so sweet they made me cry.
I’m very glad the words she wrote
were hers and not A.I.

It takes some #verve to buck the urge
to use A.I. to cheat,
but words combined by A.I.’s mind
will never sound as sweet.

#vss365
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doctorvicvondoom.bsky.social
Doom requires slogans because mere mortals respond not to reason but to rhythm.
The words must strike like lightning, must be simple enough for the masses, and potent enough to echo through eternity.
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mohayeswriter.bsky.social
‘You’ve got some #verve.’

‘Doncha mean nerve?’

‘No. Not everyone can pull off that look of casual disdain while knocking over an old lady.’

‘It’s just how I roll.’

‘You’re like a bittersweet symphony.’

#vss365
jasinfayble.bsky.social
“You’re quite #verve for wearing #leather pants in this heat.”
“That’s good cuz, I can’t get ‘em off.”
“What? Seriously?”
“Yep, didn't know baby powder and oil turn to glue when you mix ‘em. You wanna help?”
“Not even a little bit.”
“Okay then, lemme pretend to be happy at least.”
#vss365 #vssdaily
jasinfayble.bsky.social
“Never mind the #miasma, the last #libertine didn’t have your spirit.” The wicked man chuckled and tightened #leather straps. “You'll be quite tasty, indeed.” He rubbed oil on the terrified mother’s belly. “Ever heard of turducken?” His gaze drifted to her infant.
#vss365 #vssdaily #HorrorPrompt
jasinfayble.bsky.social
Salutations and a fine hello @berniecullen.bsky.social!

Thank you so much for the follow.
jasinfayble.bsky.social
Greetings and salutations @dbaredit.bsky.social!

Thank you so much for the follow.
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mcleansix.bsky.social
He went to the Caribbean expecting a #libertine life filled with rum, sex, and drugs. Instead he found a pirates’ den filled with cutthroats who laughed at his naivete. They were so entertained, they decided to give him what he wanted. Just not in anyway he wanted it. #vss365 #flashfiction
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wunderrealz.bsky.social
A libertine’s
La vie en rose
In daisies and pansies,
In tulips and poppies,
A-twirling a-whirling
And oh, all that swirling
Got stilled and lulled
In a bougainvillea
Boulevard
Brought respite to daisies & ...

#blueskyrelay #respite #vss365 #libertine
#blueskypoetry #Micropoetry #poetry #wunderz
jasinfayble.bsky.social
"Those born on third base believe they've hit a triple." - Time Wise
jasinfayble.bsky.social
“Look at all this beautiful stuff!” The #libertine tried on an #earring. “These made of wood?”
“Not quite.” The hoss of a man whittled a white #wind-chime. “Young pretty thing like youself oughta see my shop.” He exposed the knife, a grin, and a pile of human bones.
#vss365 #vssdaily #HorrorPrompt
jasinfayble.bsky.social
He's quite the fuzzy character. 😉
jasinfayble.bsky.social
Ross Tucker & Greg Cosell today talking about the #Eagles and the majority of the roster are not pro-bowlers nor liabilities is exactly what I've preached for decades as the perfect roster. I'd rather have middling players at every position than a few all-stars and the rest below average.
#NFL #RTFP
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sarahandco.bsky.social
No matter how hot or cold a room is, it's still room temperature.

Follow me for more science facts.
jasinfayble.bsky.social
Miranda got her new boyfriend Damien to NFPD in the Corporate Zone as her family attacked it and stole plenty. Here, in Between Neon and The Light we have them saying their farewell's as war wages around them.
#cyberpunk #godpunk #action #adventure #WIP #amwriting #novel #booksky
“Understood. A few more minutes. Over.” Miranda reduced the radio receiver volume for her long-awaited private moment with Damien. Affection and a smatter of mental fatigue covered her face. “You gonna come see me when this is done?” A hopeful smile warmed him. Explosions and screams of combat in the middle distance forced their way into the conversation.
“Definitely.” He followed his boyish grin with a short, sweet kiss.
“You’ve got this right? I mean it’s right there.” She pointed at the police station less than a block away. “Be safe, you’re in the right Damien.”
With impish charm Damien tilted his head and sent a comforted smile her way as he etched every little detail of Miranda’s face into his mind. He stood; she followed. Briefly they held hands to continue the moment for as long as possible.
Eventually, she bolted in the direction of the main combat and the Aerodyne Sinetic’s office. Damien watched her perfect body speed through the shadows of the fiery night for only a moment before Miranda stopped and turned. “I think I might . . .”
“Yeah, me to.”
“I’ll find you! See ya when I see ya!” A modest unit of police officers chased after her as she disappeared into an alleyway.
Damien hustled to the outer gates of the heavy bunker of a police station. He paused with trepidation at the discovery of the police dispatch of multiple air and ground units to deal with the incursion into the Corporate Zone. The idea of an NFPD and SecurCorp joint operation against Miranda’s family unnerved him. No time to dwell on the subject, he eased it out of his mind.
jasinfayble.bsky.social
On the run from both the police and demons, Miriam and Jakob broke into her ex-partners house and got caught by the pissed off detective in First Conjugation bk1 of the Last of the First trilogy. She explained who Jakob is to her.
#romance #erotic #intrigue #amwriting #WIP #demon #devil #angel
“Different? Sounds crazy to me.” Armstrong’s jowls clenched as he glared at the strange man in his house.
“Yeah, it’s a member’s only sort of thing. Code talk, you know?” Miriam bit her lip.
“Maybe you should lose the conspiracy theorist moron and get a lawyer.”
“I can’t he’s evidence.”
“He’s gonna get you killed!”
“He’s gonna get me cleared!”
Armstrong huffed and stared at his former protégé in disbelief. “I do, Nim.” he finished the beer, stared at her hard, and snorted. “I know you didn’t kill our own; I need you to prove it.”
“The files.” Prominent lines invaded her delicate forehead.
The detective threw his arms out wide. “Anything else?”
“Well, your car. Can I borrow it?” She cringed and smiled simultaneously.
“Fuck no!” The beer bottle slammed into the garbage can across the room.
“I know it’s your baby, but it’s life or death.” Her palms pressed together in prayer.
“Agh!” He huffed and glanced at the keys on the wall by the back door. Jakob pocketed them.
Miriam handed her keys over. “Mine’s two blocks that way and around the corner. Could you hide it for us?”
“No choice huh?” He huffed. “They’d never believe you parked so close and never arrived on my doorstep.” Armstrong tongued the back of his teeth, grabbed a second beer from the fridge, opened and drank some, took her keys, and strayed into the living room. “Yeah, I got some of the files. This way.”
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rumpledwriter.bsky.social
When Billy Doc died
We turned him to #ash
Passed him all around
And all agreed to leave him about the world
Then send a photo.
Which joined others
In an album dubbed
Where the hell is Bill?

So far he's made it to 6 continents.

#vss365 #WritingCommunity #halfbadpoetry
jasinfayble.bsky.social
Greetings and hello @spauffwrites.bsky.social!

Your work is unbelievably good.

Thank you so much for the follow.