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The Aereaxerer archipelago hovers high above the Nevilla Forest, wobbling ever so slightly on stems up to a mile high. This unlikely feature is the home of the Expectant Wood serial story, available to Patreon readers.

Best place to start
Chapter One: Trouble at the Stamen
The stories run in chronological order.


The Serial: Expectant Woods
These posts available to Patreon patrons

Nimbus and her family are on an expedition, exploring the Center of Aereaxera, the biggest island in the Aereaxerer archipelago. But something is amiss at the center of their world…!

Chapter One: Trouble at the Stamen
Chapter Two: The Stamen-End
Chapter Three: A Slippery Stamen-End
Chapter Four: The Sharp Exit
Chapter Five: The First Rescue
Chapter Six: The Cut in Aereaxera
Chapter Seven: The Chute in the Tree
Chapter Eight: The Forest Under the Tree
Chapter Nine: Cartwright’s
Chapter Ten: A Long Way Away
Chapter Eleven: The Watering Can
Chapter Twelve: Hell’s Eyes
Chapter Thirteen: Strange World
Chapter Fourteen: A Long Walk Around
Chapter Fifteen: Being Childish
Chapter Sixteen: The First Man Down the Stalk
Chapter Seventeen.: An Unplanned Detour
Chapter Eighteen: A Fooxin and a Friend
Chapter Nineteen: Nobody Up
Chapter Twenty: In the Shadows
Chapter 21: Worlds of Differences
Chapter 22 — Learning and Knowing
Chapter 23 — A Lesson in Plants
Chapter 24: Horn-Grab the Day
Chapter 25: While the Sun is Shining

Expectant Worldbuilding!

These posts open to all


World-Building June: About
World Building June Day 2: Geography
World Building June Day 3: People
World Building June Day 4 and Five – History, Civilizations, & Environment
World Building June Day 6 – Plants
Back to World Building June! 7 – Economy, Animals
World Building June: Government, Economy
World Building June 11: Governments, Communication

 

The Second 2/3 of April in Patreon

okay, I’m a little behind on this… 

Last month’s theme was

Libraries and Librarians

Things marked with a * are free for everyone to read.


See the first 1/3 of April here.

Stories
The Library of Secrets There are two places in the Empire that are often called The Library of Secrets…
A Fairy Tale They said she was crazy….
The Expectant Wood: Chapter 22 — Learning and Knowing “She… Alyea… she ran off.  She didn’t like me?”
The Portal Closed (A Beginning)*
Cataloged *
The Trouble With Bogong Island – Tales from the Trunk

From Eseme: An Excerpt from Other Duties as Assigned

Reposts
Book Store *
G is for Great Deals! *
Cya’s Printing Press *

Recipe: Chicken Salad Pitas

Blog posts, meta, etc.
Libraries – Series of Unfortunate Events *
The Morgan Library *
List of superlative trees  *
Ed’s Museum *

 

First 2/3 of May on Patreon

Posts marked * are free for all to read. 

Stories
Lost Niece – Lilac woke up in the middle of the night with a strange feeling of loss and, at the same time, like something had just made her stronger.
The Expectant Wood Chapter 23 — A Lesson in Plants – She nibbled on the nutmeat, finding it as described. “You really are quite good at plants.”
Run – a trunk story – “Run.” Sona grabbed Ree’s hand and, matching actions to words, began running. 

Reposts
Two Concurrent Stories of Zenobia *
Family Magic Revealed  Demifiction written in the Aunt Family by  dialecticdreamer, back in 2014.
Kingmaker Cake *

Map: Kael’s Tower

Misc. And Meta
Mer-May and Tarot *
The Aunt Family House & Victorian Awesomeness *
Aunt Family Tree-in-Progress *

Bonus
With a Cage * It started with a cage, the way such things do. It was a very nice cage, as such things go…

The First 1/3 of April on Patreon

This month’s theme is

Libraries and Librarians

Things marked with a * are free for everyone to read. 


The Expectant Wood: Chapter 21: Worlds of Differences
Portal Bound – a beginning

A Last Conlang Word going in to April *
Cloverleaf’s Library  *

Reminds me of… Dragons Next Door  *
The Weather, it is a-changin’ *

Patreon Posts!

Oops… catching up!

Two Chapters!

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Chapter Fifteen: Being Childish

Nimbus woke the next morning from a sleep sounder than she could remember  having.  Her hands tingled slightly at the poultices  Cartwright had wrapped around them, but most of the pain was gone, and she had slept long and heavily in the leaf-down bed.

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Chapter Sixteen: The First Man Down the Stalk

Cartwright had moved this and that around while they packed up, such that Nimbus now found her pack more comfortable to carry while she was fairly sure she was carrying more than she had been. They walked along under the shade of Aereaxera, the birds and lizards chirping at them in the early-morning haze.

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Originally posted Oct. 31, 2012

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November, Year 11 of the Addergoole School

(This is a prequel to the Baram’s-Elves stories)
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“Going to celebrate Thanksgiving?”

The girl who worked the desk at the shop was chatty, always chatty, even with Baram. He shrugged at her. He didn’t bother smiling. Nobody thought it was friendly.

Read On!


Every weekend for several years, T. & I have been making this oatmeal.  A few months ago, we actually settled it down to weights, because it was getting kinda variable in size.

It’s not really a recipe, more of a formula, so I’m offering it here free.

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Originally posted April 15, 2012. 

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“So what do I do?” He couldn’t help but betray his common roots, she knew, or his American upbringing, but here and now, it rankled.

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Originally written March 8, 2012, as a belated birthday present for my mother.  It’s about a magical moment.

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The forest was still that day.

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Their walk took them further and further out past the stem of Aereaxera , past dozens and dozens of the little hezzai-ai and several other fascinating creatures.  Cartwright stopped three times to gather plant bundles, which he hung off of his pack till he began to look like a sort of walking herbery.

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Patreon: Some Tinies, some Gods, Some history.

The Tinies are creatures of the Dragons Next Door setting and are loosely based on my memories of the Borrowers books.
This was meant to be a short microfic – oops.

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The Tinies had lived alongside humans as long as the humans had been living in houses, and, although they were a scattered and fragmented society, they had traditions and unwritten rules that they carried from home to home and community to community, mostly carried by the old, those past their adventuring days.

Free for all Patreon patrons!


I’m a bit behind on the next chapter of the Expectant Wood, so have a piece of history I wrote a while ago in the meantime.
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The land was rising.

The people on the islands and the small nation of Aerax clung to whatever support they could find. The last magical explosions of the Roquelan Wars had been over for days. Nobody had expected another attack.

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I don’t even remember what I wrote this for, but it suits the theme of May.
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They liked their god, and so they’d kept him. Around them, the world had crumbled to pieces, the new gods, creatures like him, warring against the self-appointed protectors of humanity. In their little fort on the hill, though, they’d been drunk, happy and content to stay that way. And every season, they’d paid homage to their new god, for all he gave them.

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Patreon: a Kaiju, a Pride Repost, and a Watering Can

Originally posted Aug. 8th, 2011 – reposted for Pride Month. Stranded World, the middle sister, Summer, negotiating a three-way relationship. Just a light fluffy piece on parents. 🙂
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They had discussed it all beforehand. Summer’s mom was just an e-mail send. Bishop’s parents: “Dad’ll probably buy me a beer, and mom will swoon. No biggie, really.” So it was Melinda’s parents who would be tricky, and thus they managed to schedule that meeting earliest on Parents’ Weekend.

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This story fits in my Toot Planet setting, although it is considerably longer than many of the “tootfics” I have written for it, a tootfic being a fiction of 500 or fewer characters.

You can see many of those tootplanet microfics here, and the hashtag, which began with Catterfly’s planetary art, here.

That being said, here’s the story.

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Explorer’s Log, Planet 7-3-3

(Planetary Date 4 days)

We landed harder than planned but not quite a crash, after an EMP on the way in — or something similar enough that the effects appear identical — fried every piece of electronics not in deep storage. Landed hard but not a crash-landing; the shuttle is intact, if unflyable, and so’s the team.

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Nimbus pulled her knees up to her chest and looked at Cartwright, trying to be polite but also a little worried — more than a little worried. Quite a bit concerned at his ridiculous assertion. “The watering can?” she repeated carefully. “Is Aereaxera thirsty?”

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The Expectant Wood, Chapter Ten: A Long Way Away



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By the time Cartwright had finished pulling prickers out of her hands, Nimbus was struggling to stay awake. “It seems,” he told her, his voice far too quiet and calm, “that the poison in the prickers puts you to sleep when they are pulled out.”
The thought penetrated her fog. “So that the plant could digest me better. If I struggled, I’d run into the prickers, and if I fought the prickers, they’d knock me out.”

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Patreon: May News and other things

Hello everyone!
It’s May – well, as I’m writing this, it’s April 30th, but when I post it, it’ll be May, so that counts, right?

So far, we’ve had lots of April showers here but no pilgrims.

Welcome to my new Patron! Now we’re to the two serial posts a month part.

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Speaking of the Serial…
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Nimbus let her eyes adjust to the light. The lamps marked out four walls, each maybe five paces from each other. One wall was filled with a stone contrivance of some sort that she thought was probably a hearth and fireplace. The opposite side held some sort of shelf folded up against the wall. The two remaining sides held doors, closer to her height than Cartwright’s, although the ceiling looked plenty tall for him.

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