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Steven D. Brewer
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Author of #LGBTQIA+ #ScienceFiction & #Fantasy #Books. Teacher of scientific writing. Lover of natural history. Faculty at UMass Amherst. Presiding Officer of the Faculty Senate. SFWA Secretary. Straw Dog Writers' Guild. Ekskabeinto. #WesternMass (he/him)
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I am set up and ready to sell books at the North Amherst Mill District Holiday Market. The rain has passed through, temps are mild, and it looks to be a great day! #WesternMass
me in front of bookselling table bookselling table with pride flags
November 8, 2025 at 2:53 PM
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Revin's Heart is in good company at the Jones Library!
Revin's Heart is next to a Mercy Thompson book at the library
November 7, 2025 at 3:44 PM
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I'm scheduled to appear on the Science Fact in Science Fiction: Getting It Right in SFF panel at @sfwa.org Quasar at 9am PT on Sunday, October 16, 2025. Sign up today! membership.sfwa.org/event-6301796
handsome graphic with my picture, biography, and title of the panel.
November 5, 2025 at 7:05 PM
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#WIPSnips "trail" from Tablelands.
Two days later, Heather was taking one weary step after another in the midst of the barren Tablelands. She had wanted to join a caravan, but the swindlers had staked out the yard where the caravans were organized. The cat walked nearby, though out of habit she avoided looking at it. The high mesa was flat with low vegetation permitting views into the distance in all directions. She looked back along the trail frequently. Twice, when she had seen horses or wagons in the distance, she had pulled the invisibility over herself and waited discretely until well after they had passed, before beginning her trek again. With each step she took, hope grew in her that the swindlers would not pursue her into the Tablelands.
November 5, 2025 at 4:14 PM
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#LesFicFri "afraid" from The Ground Never Lies
Sophie brough her face closer to Veronica's. Veronica searched her eyes. Sophie brushed her lips against Veronica's, then moved to press her mouth to hers. But Veronica looked down. "I'm… I'm not ready," she whispered. "I've never…" "You've never kissed anyone?" "No," Veronica mumbled. "No, I have, but… But it never works out." "It's easy. Just try!" Sophie said. "Try!" Veronica lifted her chin and let Sophie press her mouth to hers. She shook with emotion and her feelings threatened to overwhelm her. She always drove people away, but felt so hopeless and drowning in loneliness that she was willing to cling to any life preserver. When Sophie went to pull back, Veronica put her arms around her and pulled her closer. She was afraid to let go for fear of breaking the spell. They kissed again. And again.
October 31, 2025 at 3:14 PM
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ĉu estas nova, aŭ malnova tapiŝo… falintfolia / is it new, or old carpet… fallen leaves #hajko #haiku #esperanto #writeout
fallen leaves
October 27, 2025 at 5:18 PM
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#LesFicFri "hand" from Lady Cecelia's Flowers, Part 1 of Lady Cecelia's Journey, a sapphic romantasy road story.
Cecelia spent the rest of the class daydreaming about going to the beautiful lake with Eliya. And holding her hand. She shivered with anticipation. She often fantasized about Eliya. When class was over, Cecelia tried to get through the door first so she could catch Eliya before she left. As she burst through the door, she bumped into another girl, bounced off her, and fell to the ground. "I'm so sorry," the girl said. She was a large girl who was very plain. She peered at Cecelia from under her bangs, without meeting her eyes. Cecelia had seen her before, but didn't remember her name. The girl extended a hand. Cecelia took it and allowed herself to be pulled back to her feet. The girl's hand was very large and rough. "Thank you," Cecelia said. "I'm so sorry! I wasn't looking where I was going. Are you alright?" "I'm fine, Lady Cecelia," she said, quietly. "I'm not hurt."
October 24, 2025 at 11:35 PM
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#WIPSnips "charge" from Devishire! a Revin's Heart sequel.
Revin threw open the bulkhead, passed a spear to Tiny, and then to each girl that followed. He handed the last to Emma. He wanted to tell her she didn't need to go, but she saw his face and smiled. "Just relax, Sir Revin!" She grinned. "We've got this." "Go!" Tiny shouted. The girls sprinted across the street and formed a line. The Queen of Belleriand loomed overhead and began to descend. "One-One!" Tiny called. The girls wheeled with their spears and jammed the butts into the ground. In their sexy-airship costumes, they were the best looking troops Revin had ever seen. As the Queen descended, Revin heard hoofbeats and saw a detachment of cavalry approaching. "One-Four!" Tiny barked. The girls shifted, braced their spears, and lowered the tips toward the horsemen. Revin feared even Tiny's savvy wouldn't be enough to protect the girls from a mounted cavalry charge.
October 22, 2025 at 11:52 PM
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surprize milda… malgraŭ la kalendaro, oni piknikas / surprisingly mild… despite the calendar, people picnic #hajko #haiku #esperanto #writeout
shadows and people's legs
October 18, 2025 at 5:19 PM
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maturaj fruktoj… sed la birdoj atendos, ĝis fermentitaj / ripe fruits… but the birds will wait, until fermented #hajko #haiku #esperanto #writeout
hawthorne berries
October 15, 2025 at 7:35 PM
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#WIPSnips "push" from The Ground Never Lies
They arrived at the building site. Mr. Gall waved his hand at Veronica vaguely. She pushed her awareness down into the soil and began to sketch out a map. Then she stopped. "Huh. What's that?" "What's what?" "Look over here," she said, walking over to a bare patch of ground, near the edge of the building site. "What is…" he started to say. "Oh. Oh. Just ignore that." "But… Shouldn't we tell someone?" He invaded her personal space and loomed over here. "Look here, stupid," he hissed. "There are some things you don't want to get involved in. It's not a problem with the geology. It's not near where they'll build anything. Just keep your mouth shut."
October 13, 2025 at 5:40 PM
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#WIPSnips "hope" from A Familiar Problem, coming soon from Water Dragon Publishing!
"You said you can transform yourself to look like pretty much anything, right?" Tseluna nodded. "Can you teach me how to transform?" he asked hopefully. "Sorry," she said, patting his face. "I can transform because I'm a magical creature — I exist separately from the body I construct. You're a biological creature so it doesn't work for you: you *are* your body. You could learn body modification and, say, grow horns. But you'd still have to grow them the old-fashioned way." Rory was crushed.
October 13, 2025 at 12:36 AM
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inter folioj, nur duone falintaj… malhelaj nuboj / between leaves, only half fallen… dark clouds #hajko #haiku #esperanto #writeout
dark clouds
October 12, 2025 at 2:37 PM
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I got some beautiful Jinhao fountain pens several years ago and liked them a lot. Eventually, the black lacquer began to peel off the cap, so I decided to replace them. This morning, I inked them and am now writing a letter. Perhaps later, weather permitting, I'll take them and go #writeout.
Two pretty jinhao fountain pens in a wooden box with steampunky googles in the background.
October 12, 2025 at 2:13 PM
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#WIPSnips "welcome" from The Better Angels and the Complex Cuddletum Conundrum.
When the buzzer sounded at the hatch of Angels' Wings, Bebe screamed, "Bebe will get it!" When the hatch opened and Bebe saw who it was, she just said, "Oh. It's you." She turned her back and walked away. "That's not much of a welcome," Racy harrumphed to David when she arrived on the bridge. "Ever since Bebe found a package there," he explained, "she always hopes it will be a delivery." He paused for a moment, waiting for Racy to say something, then finally prompted, "So what brings you to Angels' Wings?" "Can't a friend just come to visit?" she purred.
October 12, 2025 at 1:38 AM
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sunlum' sur vizaĝ'… malantaŭ la palpebroj, ne nur malhelo / sunlight on your face… behind your eyelids, not just darkness #hajko #haiku #esperanto
the sun through the sleeve of my fleece
October 9, 2025 at 7:40 PM
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"the girlfriend of one of the founders of antifa"
Miss Popo
October 9, 2025 at 2:20 AM
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#WIPSnips "hunt" from A Familiar Problem, coming soon from Water Dragon Publishing.
"Are you ready?" she asked. "For what?" "Direwolves always hunt in packs, Sugar," she said, springing up and pulling him to his feet. And, as if on cue, a chorus of howls broke out all around them. Rory saw three pairs of eyes closing in from two sides. "You take the one on the left. I'll take the two on the right." Then, before he could move, she grabbed his face between her hands and gave him a long, deep kiss, thrusting her rough tongue into his mouth. "For luck!" He brought up his shield again. This time, it blazed white around him.
October 4, 2025 at 4:42 PM
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General Mandarin's Pizza — chicken & broccoli with General Gao's sauce — a fusion dish at Parfumi in Wilbraham. Delicious! #WesternMass
pizza with chicken & broccoli
October 2, 2025 at 7:31 PM
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ĉe solidago, kaj abeloj kaj vespoj… kaj araneoj / on goldenrod, both bees and wasps… and spiders #hajko #haiku #esperanto
goldenrod flowers
September 30, 2025 at 8:15 PM
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My fortune says I am a role model for otters!
A fortune that says, "I am a role model for others."
September 28, 2025 at 1:40 AM
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For lots more about Sssindy, pick up Better Angels: Tour de Force, only at the Truck Stop at the Center of the Galaxy (and other place fine books are sold.) truckstop.waterdragonpublishing.com/product/bett...
Sssindy, Tau, and the Better Angels on the bridge of Angels' Wings.
September 25, 2025 at 11:38 AM
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#WIPSnips "leave" from The Ground Never Lies
Veronica ran a hand along Honey's ample curves, gave her a last kiss, then rolled out of bed and started to dress. She pulled on black panties, chemise, and dress. Then, over top, she put on a gray robe with black trim and shiny black stripes on the sleeves. "Just leave the money on the table, baby," Honey called. "As always," Veronica replied. "You should get a girlfriend," Honey said, her voice muzzy with sleep. Veronica snorted. "As if. Who'd put up with me and my temper? No-one. That's why I just pay you." That was what she said anyway. Even the word "girlfriend" made her stomach tie up in knots, like she was going to vomit.
September 24, 2025 at 10:23 PM
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#WIPSnips "disagree" from Lady Cecelia's Temptation, an omake story for Lady Cecelia's Journey.
Grubbing out roots was hot, sweaty, and exhausting work. There were twenty-four beds arranged in semi-circles that radiated out from the central fountain. She'd now made her way through almost half of them. "You've got a budget!" a voice said. "Why don't you use it!" Cecelia looked up and saw that the Baron had come in, as he frequently did, to check on the progress. This afternoon, his younger son, Griphon, was also in his train. Griphon was about four years old and stared with fascination at her, dirty and sweaty, with her hair up under a bandana. "I disagree," Cecelia said. "I need to do this myself. I need to get a feel for the space. For the soil."
September 21, 2025 at 2:48 PM
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Ooh! Someone must have bought a copy of *senokulvitre* yesterday! www.amazon.com/dp/1491276940

I've also sold two copies of *Premitaj Floroj* recently. ❤️
screenshot of the amazon sales rank page for senokulvitre: #246,593 in Books T Up 5,707,176 spots since yesterday ~ View historical Sales Rank
September 13, 2025 at 4:32 PM