Dr. Kimi W.W.

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Thank you, @jangoeswriting.bsky.social!

Pt423
Adario really wanted to read another #chapter of the book Dawn had brought from Moundville. Sonoria wanted Dawn. Tuska wanted a drink of white lightning. Dawn just wanted sleep. That, and #harmony in the group. Traveling together with discord between them would be difficult.
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Lightning Nature GIF ALT: Lightning Nature GIF

The thunderclouds,
O’er desert land
Make masterpiece
Cross sky

Heat #lightning adds
Bright artistry
That draws
The watcher’s eye

But then it is
The thunderclap
That has
Near final word…

Before the sky
Releases rain
Like flock
Of angry birds
#vss365

Cinderella - Shelter Me YouTube video by CinderellaVEVO

#vss365
#BornBattleReady

I remember
#beastly weather
on Trinity Bay

lookin' out
a big glass window

trailer trash they say

I've seen the wind blow

shelter plumb away

the only #chrysalism practical

was in music

it's so tactical

that in its absence

u can still use it

youtu.be/fgi5xdftOIA?...

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there once was a man
named Sleepy Home
he couldn't read a word

but he could slang an oration
like it come from a tome
leavin' any crowd
#spellbound & stirred

he wasn't too loud
but his projection

went to the nosebleed section

& consumed em, like radiation

or sumthin they'd heard

I love this poem so much I have sat with it for five minutes, wondering which of my loved ones needs to hear it right now. It grabbed a significant chunk of heart. This poem smells like creosote and salt water.

#VSS365 #poetry

once upon a time
when you were to me
as a nut to a screw
we'd sit on my back porch
spellbound by stars
and lightning bugs
we'd talk about all our dreams
go back n forth on that swing
too naive to know
we'd wear out with time,
two parts for different pieces

#VSS365 #poetry

wild young love spirals
frantically, erratically
from the bar to the car
to a pawn shop
for a diamond ring
back to the bar, to a chapel
no one tells you to
"slam on the breaks"even when you got cursed jewelry
but would you listen?

like a fine red laser
you were when you
struck the tree
next to me
as a kid
the tree shuddered
its bark smoldered
and i marveled
at how in the sky
you seemed so big
yet became so small
so you could come
and sit beside me
#vss365 #lightning #poetry

Thank you, @cribbowens.bsky.social!

#vss365 #poetry

You’re a little bit of #lightning
At the back of my mind
Giving my blood hiccups
Everytime I have a flashback

My heart jolted by little hammers
Pumps my inner red ink into words
Spilling onto pages & screens
The good bad sometimes funny
& sure as hell ugly too

LIGHTNING BOLTER ⚡

#Lightning kills the virus,
Thunder breaks the awkward silence,
Gallows for the evil tyrants.

Love and blood conspire,
Serotonin spreads the fire,
Sunshine drags me 6 feet higher.

Songs to raise the dead,
Lasers for the walking dread,
Flowers where my nightmares bled.
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Thank you, @fizzytwizler.bsky.social !

Editors also need to accept only books they are qualified to edit.

Here’s the complication—colonization & forced assimilation. This Native writer is enrolled & therefore qualified to write a reconnecting Native novel. They just need far more time on a ranch.

As do bad Texas or Oklahoma accents on Audible. Hell, there are those of us out here with a wider range of experience, and if they publish Western or actual Native written books, presses should find an editor & SAG qualified actor who have that. This makes better books

They should write. They’re a good writer. They have just lived in urban areas their whole life. I’m wondering why these editors or even Beta readers didn’t pick up on this. I guess all of them are urban & didn’t know what they didn’t know. I had the blessing of growing up rurally. It irks me.

Thank you, @jangoeswriting.bsky.social!

You could also use someone who knows the difference between a single-wide trailer house & an RV with a fold-up dining set that turns into a bunk.

Pt422
Dawn didn’t care who used to #screw in this cave. She was glad to be out of the #lightning & have the horse out of it. Once, when Dawn was small, she had her own horse given to her by a visiting diplomat. When she was 7, it was struck by lightning while Dawn was watching.
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@berkleyromance.bsky.social, why don’t you hire editors who know the difference between a calf and a colt when you publish a romance set on a ranch? Authors should research better, yes. More importantly, they should write what they know. When they don’t do either, however, editors should.

Thanks, @fizzytwizler.bsky.social!

Thank you, @cribbowens.bsky.social, for the prompt and the repost!

The authority of authority. That was all it took to keep some people #spellbound to what others said.

The admiral addressed the crew, amiable, personable, making the right smiles as he prepared to send them out to a likely death.

Dylan didn’t fall for any of that. He knew what they faced.

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In the real world, people sitting #spellbound could mean they were watching an epic performance of some kind. In the game it could very well be literal.
Rory toured Esme around the gathered villagers as they sat on the green, faces in stark rapture at nothing but a carved stick before them.

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ALT:

Magician ran
For President
Cuz he
Was feeling bored

He started out
On soapbox
Where he conned
A #spellbound horde

The Oligarchy
Saw in him
A useful fool
And ward

They bankrolled him
And as result
They start
The last World War

If he’d just stuck
To party tricks
We’d not
Be smoking char…
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Thank you for the reposts, @jangoeswriting.bsky.social & @elizabethtitus.bsky.social!

Pt421
A #beam of light glanced off the silver cut bead outline that made the red heart & white hand pop from the black background. Essie was #spellbound, reminded of the sparks bouncing off the stones in sweat or the crystals su abuela hung from her bedroom windows. Beauty. Magic.
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Looking out the window, I am thinking again that water on glass is my favorite #jewelry.

"I love the rain," you say, your breath the angel gray of a found feather, of a new day, of shower steam.

I am thinking again that I would let you kiss all the places where an enemy would put a blade.

#vss365