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Author of Post-Apocalyptic Science Fiction Find out what I'm up to at brmevett.com

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brmevett @brmevett.bsky.social · 20/02/2026
Gotta share this new song by dash, a talented singer-songwriter who happens to be my son :). It's gorgeous and I am proud. open.spotify.com/track/5FhAw0...
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Alex Brown 🇵🇸 (they/them) @bookjockeyalex.bsky.social · 15/02/2026
As a book critic, yeah. So many venues have shuttered. My options for pitching a review are extremely limited. I've given up trying to find new sites to writr for.
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brmevett @brmevett.bsky.social · 12/02/2026
I was walking Zeppo on the frozen pond near my house and came upon this mysterious spiral in the ice. How did form? What does it mean?
Photograph of mysterious concentric rings on ice surrounded by a thin layer of snow.
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brmevett @brmevett.bsky.social · 03/02/2026
From HOPE: "Creek has never seen snow. He doesn’t know the word. One hand creeps up to Lucinda’s. The other stretches out before him. He watches the snowflakes land on his palm. Most vanish in an instant, but a few remain, their impossible crystals winking in the gentle light." www.brmevett.com
A photograph of trees after a snowstorm, their branches all covered in white snow.
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🏳️‍🌈 Kimberly L Piper Writes Queer Shit 🏳️‍🌈 @klpwrites.bsky.social · 03/02/2026
I hate that the constant corrupt actions of this administraion in the news drowns out the passing of important Black people who have transitioned to the ancestoral plane. www.stlamerican.com/news/obituar...
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Woodie King Jr., ‘godfather of Black theatre,’ passes at 88
Woodie King Jr. — the indomitable force who insisted that Black life, in all its beauty and complexity, belonged on America’s stages — transitioned into the realm of the ancestors on Thursday, January...
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brmevett @brmevett.bsky.social · 24/01/2026
From my short story, "The Anchorite," set to come out mid-Feb.
Text that reads, "She made out a solitary figure trudging along the water from the tent city that ran up the little hill on the left toward the ruined House — an armigant, in his full array of bones and feathers. He came to a stop in the plaza before the pool. She couldn’t see his face, but there was youth in his manner, and she figured him for a corpal, new to the service. He shouted the news to her that her father had been stricken by the brain lightning, and would never return. By the quavering in his voice, she reckoned the veterans had foisted this unpleasant task on him, and he couldn’t say no."
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brmevett @brmevett.bsky.social · 24/01/2026
The guides all say 6 weeks to bloom. It took more like 12, but, boy, was it worth it! Thanks #amaryllis!
photo of a beautiful amaryllis with huge red blossoms on a long green stalk.
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brmevett @brmevett.bsky.social · 05/01/2026
Truth.
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brmevett @brmevett.bsky.social · 05/01/2026
Zeppo likes to open presents.
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brmevett @brmevett.bsky.social · 01/12/2025
Zeppo needs his treats. Help him out by picking up one of my books. You'll get a great read out of the bargain, and he'll be one happy dog 😀. www.brmevett.com #writersky #booksky #postapocalyptic #scifi
A photograph of a black dog with a white strip down his nose, a white front and white speckled paws. He is looking soulfully into the camera.
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brmevett @brmevett.bsky.social · 24/11/2025
You got it! HOPE, a Novel of the New Frontier. People looking for a new home after the fall of America, as the rebuilding begins. Something to look forward to!
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brmevett @brmevett.bsky.social · 18/11/2025
My new book is called HOPE. What gives you hope? Put your answer in the comments. One randomly chosen commenter will receive a FREE SIGNED COPY! And please share. We need all the hope we can get! #booksky #writersky #newrelease #hope
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brmevett @brmevett.bsky.social · 13/11/2025
HOPE is now available through multiple outlets. I hope you'll check it out. http//:brmevett.com #booksky #newrelease Here's the opening:
Text that reads, "The rusting fender wards off the rain, but it’s a poor place to hide from the man with the axe. Creek has his legs pulled up as far as they will go, his arms wrapped around the precious cube of brushed metal that got him into this fix. It pushes up against his chin, right on the spot where he struck the broken concrete when he fell. It stings like nobody’s business. He tries not to breathe. He can just make out the main clearing between the junk piles, and Junkman moving in a slow circle around the far side, the blade of the axe glinting black now and then in the halogen glare. Junkman’s mouth is moving, but Creek doesn’t need to hear what he’s ranting on about. Any deaf kid with half a brain could tell he’s got murder on his mind."
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brmevett @brmevett.bsky.social · 10/11/2025
My second book, HOPE, comes out tomorrow. It's a standalone follow-up to my first book JOY, both set in a #post-apocalyptic America that is just starting to come back. Check it out. As part of the roll-out, JOY is on sale for $0.99! Read something beautiful! #booksky #newreleases #scifi
Background shows a little boy with his back to the viewer looking through overgrowth at the ruins of a city. In the center. In the center is an image of a book, with the title HOPE in bright white letters. Around the image are the words, "Where do you go when all that remains is (HOPE)?" and "available November 11."
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brmevett @brmevett.bsky.social · 07/11/2025
I am not. They switched their focus to Mysteries and Thrillers and we parted ways amicably. Not sure they were the right agent for my books, but they did their best.
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brmevett @brmevett.bsky.social · 07/11/2025
Yes! Your book sounds interesting! I'd love to know more. I got an agent with my first book, Joy, but we couldn't sell it, unfortunately (got really close a couple of times), so I ended up going the self-publishing route. Good luck with the queries!
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#HopePit Community @hopepit.bsky.social · 05/11/2025
Day 1: #Hopepit meet & greet! Let's get to know each other a little! Introduce yourself, drop a photo or video if you like Maybe share what brings you hope 🌞 🌱
background photo of colored flame by @arachnereid.bsky.social

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Wed Nov 5
meet & greet

Introduce yourself 
& your work 🌞

What brings you hope?

🌞 Use #Hopepit hashtag & engage with others to uplift hopepunk & build community

#Hopepit hype event
November 9  
🌞🌱 Let’s elevate hope! 🌱🌞
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brmevett @brmevett.bsky.social · 06/11/2025
Just found you, but better late than never! I am an author of hopeful post-apocalyptic fiction about rebuilding a better world after the Collapse of the U.S. Lyrical, sad but optimistic, with a central role for Indigenous Peoples (though I myself am European-American. #hopepunk #IndigenousFuturism
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brmevett @brmevett.bsky.social · 06/11/2025
I'm so excited to have discovered l the #HopePit Community @hopepit.bsky.social ! My books (titled HOPE and JOY) are hopeful post-apocalyptic tales. They have #clifi elements, but #hopepunk describes them perfectly!
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brmevett @brmevett.bsky.social · 06/11/2025
My book is literally called HOPE! It comes out Nov. 11. The post-American continent is beginning to rebuild after the Collapse, the First Nations are leading the way, and a ragtag group joins together to build a home and family on the New Frontier. #hopepunk #IndigenousFuturism tinyurl.com/3dxhhsxu
An image of a book in front of a landscape of misty hills. The words Coming November 11th in orange at the top. The cover of the book is dark with the word "HOPE" in white letters. The O is replaced by a futuristic portal within which appears an image of a rustic house on a field of yellow grass. The words "A novel of the new frontier" appear in small letters at the very top, and the author's name, B.R.M. Evett, appears in blue letters under the title.
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brmevett @brmevett.bsky.social · 06/11/2025
My book is literally called HOPE! It comes out Nov. 11. The post-American continent is beginning to rebuild after the Collapse, the First Nations are leading the way, and a ragtag group joins together to build a home and family on the New Frontier. #hopepunk #IndigenousFuturism tinyurl.com/3dxhhsxu
An image of a book in front of a landscape of misty hills. The words Coming November 11th in orange at the top. The cover of the book is dark with the word "HOPE" in white letters. The O is replaced by a futuristic portal within which appears an image of a rustic house on a field of yellow grass. The words "A novel of the new frontier" appear in small letters at the very top, and the author's name, B.R.M. Evett, appears in blue letters under the title.
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brmevett @brmevett.bsky.social · 04/11/2025
From my post-apocalyptic novel HOPE, coming out a week from today!
text that reads, "It can’t be Mindworm. Nobody has had it since they instituted the quarantine, and that was months ago. People have technical issues with their COR all the time. It can’t be Mindworm. But her fear whispers, it could, and an icy shiver rolls up and down Lucinda’s back. She knows what it would mean. She was in chem class when Lisa Barrett went into convulsions and flew at Mrs. Granger, screaming like her body was on fire. She watched the corpses burning on the lawn outside the wall, along with everyone else. No, please let it not be Mindworm.
 As if in answer to her silent prayer, her COR kicks in again, right where it left off. With a jag of electricity like a punch in the ear, the information sweeps through her mind. But she doesn’t care about the mandolin’s antecedents in the gittern, the mandola, or the lute. She doesn’t care about the influence of the Vinaccia family on the development of steel-stringed instruments. Relief. Relief is all she cares about. She feels whole again. It’s going to be okay. The frightening emptiness within her head is full again. It’s not Mindworm, just a glitch, and surely the last time, and she doesn’t need to worry about it anymore. "
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brmevett @brmevett.bsky.social · 04/11/2025
From my post-apocalyptic novel HOPE, coming out a week from today!
text that reads, "It can’t be Mindworm. Nobody has had it since they instituted the quarantine, and that was months ago. People have technical issues with their COR all the time. It can’t be Mindworm. But her fear whispers, it could, and an icy shiver rolls up and down Lucinda’s back. She knows what it would mean. She was in chem class when Lisa Barrett went into convulsions and flew at Mrs. Granger, screaming like her body was on fire. She watched the corpses burning on the lawn outside the wall, along with everyone else. No, please let it not be Mindworm.
 As if in answer to her silent prayer, her COR kicks in again, right where it left off. With a jag of electricity like a punch in the ear, the information sweeps through her mind. But she doesn’t care about the mandolin’s antecedents in the gittern, the mandola, or the lute. She doesn’t care about the influence of the Vinaccia family on the development of steel-stringed instruments. Relief. Relief is all she cares about. She feels whole again. It’s going to be okay. The frightening emptiness within her head is full again. It’s not Mindworm, just a glitch, and surely the last time, and she doesn’t need to worry about it anymore. "
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brmevett @brmevett.bsky.social · 04/11/2025
Sure is 🐾.
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Septimus Brown @septimusbrown.com · 31/10/2025
True story
Panel one, writing a 90,000 word novel, picture of a happy kid. Panel to, writing a 250 word blurb, picture of a sad kid
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brmevett @brmevett.bsky.social · 31/10/2025
From "Hope," coming out Nov. 11th! A rabies-like virus is infecting people, and one rising warlord has figured out how to control them:
Text that reads, "She is the only reason he is still here. In the night, he actually crept out of bed and stood at the ruined doorway for a quarter of an hour, willing himself to go. Just go. They were all going to die. Or worse. The Doctor would arrive with his army of monsters, and they would run rampant over them. He would take them to his cages and infect them, and Creek would drool and scream and rave and eventually fall, maybe after attacking the Nipmuc village and ripping out the throats of the children he had met there. 
And the same would happen to all of them. To Lamarque, to Kimo, to Kat (probably not to Sandoval. Sandoval would die in the battle, Creek was pretty sure of that). And Candela. He imagined her face twisted and split by the disease. Then he pictured himself on the road, alone again, safe and alive, but crying in the night, carrying the knowledge that he had left her to that horrible fate. So, he went back to bed. He stayed."
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brmevett @brmevett.bsky.social · 31/10/2025
From "Hope," coming out Nov. 11th! A rabies-like virus is infecting people, and one rising warlord has figured out how to control them:
Text that reads, "She is the only reason he is still here. In the night, he actually crept out of bed and stood at the ruined doorway for a quarter of an hour, willing himself to go. Just go. They were all going to die. Or worse. The Doctor would arrive with his army of monsters, and they would run rampant over them. He would take them to his cages and infect them, and Creek would drool and scream and rave and eventually fall, maybe after attacking the Nipmuc village and ripping out the throats of the children he had met there. 
And the same would happen to all of them. To Lamarque, to Kimo, to Kat (probably not to Sandoval. Sandoval would die in the battle, Creek was pretty sure of that). And Candela. He imagined her face twisted and split by the disease. Then he pictured himself on the road, alone again, safe and alive, but crying in the night, carrying the knowledge that he had left her to that horrible fate. So, he went back to bed. He stayed."
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brmevett @brmevett.bsky.social · 30/10/2025
From my Post-Apocalyptic novel, HOPE, coming out Nov. 11th:
Text that reads, "Sandoval starts shouting and waving his arms — No, no, no! — but it is too late. The move pushes the edge-stone further to the side, and it falls into the stream. The van seems to balance for a moment. Then, with comic slowness, it teeters over, further and further. The left track gives way completely, like a chute has opened. Rocks, sticks, and logs tumble down into the babbling water. Sandoval leaps for the van and throws his weight against the side, as if he can somehow stop eight thousand kilos of metal. He can do nothing, of course, and as the vehicle topples over, he jumps back into the water to avoid getting crushed.
The van crashes down onto its side in the stream, sending up jets of water. The sight is beautiful and terrible, the violence of destruction turned balletic in the silence of his world. It only takes a few seconds, but it seems to him that it moves in slow motion, stretched out into timelessness. He knows that this is a calamity for them that will not be remedied, but the magic holds him spellbound."
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brmevett @brmevett.bsky.social · 30/10/2025
From my Post-Apocalyptic novel, HOPE, coming out Nov. 11th:
Text that reads, "Sandoval starts shouting and waving his arms — No, no, no! — but it is too late. The move pushes the edge-stone further to the side, and it falls into the stream. The van seems to balance for a moment. Then, with comic slowness, it teeters over, further and further. The left track gives way completely, like a chute has opened. Rocks, sticks, and logs tumble down into the babbling water. Sandoval leaps for the van and throws his weight against the side, as if he can somehow stop eight thousand kilos of metal. He can do nothing, of course, and as the vehicle topples over, he jumps back into the water to avoid getting crushed.
The van crashes down onto its side in the stream, sending up jets of water. The sight is beautiful and terrible, the violence of destruction turned balletic in the silence of his world. It only takes a few seconds, but it seems to him that it moves in slow motion, stretched out into timelessness. He knows that this is a calamity for them that will not be remedied, but the magic holds him spellbound."
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brmevett @brmevett.bsky.social · 30/10/2025
Yep: That's happened to me a couple of times. I had it addressed to the wrong person, too. "Kelly, I am absolutely floored by the brilliance of your (random Romance or Mystery title — I write Post-Apocalyptic Fiction). But boy are they going to make it a hit! Maybe I should write it :).
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brmevett @brmevett.bsky.social · 30/10/2025
Meet the heroes of HOPE, coming out Nov. 11: Lucinda A privileged member of an elite enclave with an implant that gives her access to all the knowledge in the world — both a blessing and a curse. #writersky #post-apocalyptic
Text that reads, "It wasn’t that she had no real feelings for him. She did. But he could get so moody, especially when it came to the differences between them – her COR in particular. She loved her COR, and what it gave her. It was more than a handy tool. It was her world. It defined her. COR-less, he could never understand. But she could see how it made him feel inferior. She knew he was jealous, and wished she could make him see that she didn’t care that he had no COR, and didn’t care about the Enclave boys who had one, either. She didn’t care that they could load the history of the Crusades or the mathematics of quantum field theory, and he couldn’t. It had nothing to do with him or them, or anyone. Lucinda just loved that she had that power. Besides, she really enjoyed having sex with him in the closet behind the stage at the Arts Center. One thing in her life she could control. One thing that belonged just to her. Maybe it wasn’t love, but it was something."
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brmevett @brmevett.bsky.social · 28/10/2025
Meet the heroes of HOPE, coming out Nov. 11: Creek A 10-yr-old deaf boy fighting to survive in a post-apocalyptic America: #writersky #post-apocalyptic
Text that reads, "He stares at the water rushing by. What was he doing here? What was it doing to him? People around all the time, probing him, expecting things of him, needing things from him. That wasn’t his way. He traveled the silent world alone. Every time he tried to hook up with people, everything went into the grinder."
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brmevett @brmevett.bsky.social · 22/10/2025
From my upcoming book, "Hope: A Novel of the New Frontier":
Text that reads, "They drive past the elementary school. A flock of uniformed seven-year-olds swoops around the playground, yelling and shrieking in some indefinable game. Lucinda remembers playing that game — something where the boys were soldiers (they were always soldiers) and the girls were horses and they would charge hither and yon, securing various little hills, protecting them from invading Nonalites. She’s never seen an actual horse, but that never stopped anyone. A flick to your COR and you knew all about them. So innocent."
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brmevett @brmevett.bsky.social · 20/10/2025
Question for the group: I'm releasing my next book in Nov. and trying to do some marketing. I have some graphic design experience and am considering using images generated in Photoshop as the basis of original work. They claim they compensate artists to train their AI, Firefly. Thoughts? #writersky
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brmevett @brmevett.bsky.social · 20/10/2025
From my soon-to-be-released (Nov 11th!) WIP "Hope":
Text that reads, "It wasn’t that she had no real feelings for him. She did. But he could get so moody, especially when it came to the differences between them – her COR in particular. She loved her COR, and what it gave her. It was more than a handy tool. It was her world. It defined her. COR-less, he could never understand. But she could see how it made him feel inferior. She knew he was jealous, and wished she could make him see that she didn’t care that he had no COR, and didn’t care about the Enclave boys who had one, either. She didn’t care that they could load the history of the Crusades or the mathematics of quantum field theory, and he couldn’t. It had nothing to do with him or them, or anyone. Lucinda just loved that she had that power. Besides, she really enjoyed having sex with him in the closet behind the stage at the Arts Center. One thing in her life she could control. One thing that belonged just to her. Maybe it wasn’t love, but it was something."
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brmevett @brmevett.bsky.social · 20/10/2025
From my soon-to-be released (Nov. 11!) WIP "Hope":
Image of text that reads, "It wasn’t that she had no real feelings for him. She did. But he could get so moody, especially when it came to the differences between them – her COR in particular. She loved her COR, and what it gave her. It was more than a handy tool. It was her world. It defined her. COR-less, he could never understand. But she could see how it made him feel inferior. She knew he was jealous, and wished she could make him see that she didn’t care that he had no COR, and didn’t care about the Enclave boys who had one, either. She didn’t care that they could load the history of the Crusades or the mathematics of quantum field theory, and he couldn’t. It had nothing to do with him or them, or anyone. Lucinda just loved that she had that power. Besides, she really enjoyed having sex with him in the closet behind the stage at the Arts Center. One thing in her life she could control. One thing that belonged just to her. Maybe it wasn’t love, but it was something."
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brmevett @brmevett.bsky.social · 13/10/2025
I wish a very happy Indigenous Peoples Day to all.
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brmevett @brmevett.bsky.social · 12/10/2025
My new book Hope comes out in a month! November 11th. It's a follow-up to Joy, which was shortlisted for the 2024 Rubery Book Award. You can find out more, and pre-order, at brmevett.com. Thanks!
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brmevett @brmevett.bsky.social · 12/10/2025
Hope is literally the title of my next book! So I could include the whole thing, but here's a snippet:
Text that reads: I LIVED HERE MORE THAN TEN YEARS AGO, WITH A LITTLE FAMILY. I DON’T KNOW WHERE THEY WENT, OR WHAT HAPPENED TO THEM. I WISH I DID. BUT NOW WE HAVE THE CHANCE TO START A NEW FAMILY, IN THIS PLACE. FOR ME, THAT’S A BIG THING. TO MAKE SOMETHING IN THIS RUINED WORLD? TO BUILD SOMETHING? THAT’S BIG. AND BEAUTIFUL.
She speaks to Lamarque. The boy comes over and picks up the piece of siding from the ground, glancing at it as he does. She stops him and signals Wait. She continues.  I WANT EVERYBODY TO SEE IT TOGETHER. I BURNED IT WITH THIS. She holds up a medical device like a little wand. Creek recognizes it as a device for cauterizing wounds.  IT’S NOT GOOD, she continues, BUT IT SAYS WHAT I’M THINKING. IT’S A NAME. FOR OUR NEW HOME. A SIGN. 
Lamarque flips the piece of wood over and reads it. His eyes widen briefly, and he nods. He lifts it in front of him so the others can read it. Dr. Jemisen shapes it out for Creek:

HOPE FARM

She turns to Sandoval. He regards her for a moment, then rises in one smooth motion. He goes inside, returning soon with a nail and a brick. He gestures for Creek to join him. Creek hesitates. He doesn’t know if he believes in the promise of the sign. But everyone is watching him, and he doesn’t want to make a scene. Eyes on the ground, he joins Sandoval.
They cross to the post beside the steps. Creek holds the sign against the post while Sandoval hammers in the nail with a few sure blows. They step back to admire their work. Lamarque, Kimo, and Candela join them, and they all stand side by side, looking at the sign.
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✨#WIPSnips✨ A Daily Writing Share Tag @wipsnips.bsky.social · 12/10/2025
The #WIPSnips word for October 12th is "hope" #WriteSky #WritingCommunity #WritingPrompts
#WIPSnips a bluesky writing community tag
October 12 - hope
Share a line from your WIP with the daily word for inspiration
Use #WIPSnips. Don't forget Alt Text for graphics
Synonyms, variation and vibes are fine.
Support others on the #WIPSnips tag!
Hosted by rosie-j-potter.bsky.social

The image behind the text is a border that is black with stars with a light blue rectangle highlighted by a fuchsia line. An illustrated caticorn holding a pencil and writing in a book with a rose behind one ear is in the lower right corner
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brmevett @brmevett.bsky.social · 26/09/2025
From my upcoming book HOPE, coming out Nov. 11th! This is from a fairy tale told within the main story:
Text that reads: “As dawn arrived, Arda and Kaliste were toiling through the Mires of Traal, still far from the Borderline. Arda looked back and said, ‘I see an evil green cloud following on the horizon.’ And Kaliste said, ‘That is the Malevolent Eye, sent by my father to capture us. We are lost!’
“But Arda said, ‘Do not despair, Kaliste. Take your father’s magic rod, and turn me into a golden statue, and yourself into a deep pond. But instead of water, let the pond be filled with Spirit of Venenum, and place me at the bottom.’
 “Kaliste spun three times on one leg, and instantly he became a placid fishing-pond, with alder trees growing along its bank. At the bottom, glowing softly, lay a golden statue of Shebet-Inann. 
“The Malevolent Eye came roaring up on its cloud of poison, its red and green iris flicking back and forth, searching for the lovers. And everywhere it looked, the plants withered and the grass died. It swooped past the little pond, and its gaze caught a glint of gold at the bottom.
“Now the Eye was very greedy, and its lair was filled with shiny and expensive things that it could gloat over. ‘What is this?’ it said to itself. ‘A golden statue of Shebet-Inann? Why that must be worth a trillion rindi at least.’ And the Eye forgot about its prey and hovered over the pool.”

Lamarque waves Baby back and forth over the imaginary pond. Candela holds her breath, delighted but fearful, while Kimo begins to laugh, interrupting her shaping. This only makes Lamarque play harder.
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brmevett @brmevett.bsky.social · 26/09/2025
Love this series!
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brmevett @brmevett.bsky.social · 17/09/2025
My new book comes out in 8 weeks. 8 weeks! Getting excited... HOPE is the standalone follow-up to the critically-acclaimed post-apocalyptic thriller JOY. Follow a ragtag group of survivors as they try to build a home in the ashes of America. Pre-order here: www.amazon.com/dp/B0FB1Y3T2Q
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brmevett @brmevett.bsky.social · 15/09/2025
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brmevett @brmevett.bsky.social · 21/08/2025
Hello Blueskis! I am looking for ARC Readers for HOPE — my standalone follow-up to my first book JOY. In the ruins of a fallen America, a deaf boy and an outcast young woman join a group of misfits trying to build a family and forge a home on the New Frontier. Join here: forms.gle/KKRk9okxB54t...
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HOPE ARC Sign-up Form
Hello! If you are seeing this form, then you are interested in joining the ARC Team for HOPE: a Novel of the New Frontier, by B.R.M. Evett. Thank you for your interest! ARC stands for "Advance Review...
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brmevett @brmevett.bsky.social · 21/08/2025
Hello Blueskis! I am looking for ARC Readers for HOPE — my standalone follow-up to my first book JOY. In the ruins of a fallen America, a deaf boy and an outcast young woman join a group of misfits trying to build a family and forge a home on the New Frontier. Join here: forms.gle/KKRk9okxB54t...
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HOPE ARC Sign-up Form
Hello! If you are seeing this form, then you are interested in joining the ARC Team for HOPE: a Novel of the New Frontier, by B.R.M. Evett. Thank you for your interest! ARC stands for "Advance Review...
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Kimberley @theamazingkimmoth.bsky.social · 06/08/2025
This book sparked some great conversations about euthanasia and AI. A full-length review will be out tomorrow. Written by @benameji.bsky.social Want to see more videos? Go to my YouTube channel - youtube.com/@theamazingk... #Bookish 💬 #BookSky 💙📚 #bookskyvids #audiobooks 🎧 #booktok ⏰
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brmevett @brmevett.bsky.social · 01/08/2025
Hey everybody! In honor of my son's birthday, JOY: A Novel of the New Frontier, is on sale for $0.99 through Aug. 8th! A gentle android, an innocent girl, a journey across a fallen America in search of perfect Joy. www.amazon.com/dp/B0CJ7FH4NJ #booksky #writersky #scifi #post-apocalyptic
an ad for $0.99 sale on the book JOY: A Novel of the New Frontier. At the top, the words "What is the price of JOY? ON the left, the book cover with the word JOY in bright white letters in a 3-D image of a tablet. ON the right a woman in a bath of sea-green jelly, her face in an expression of ecstasy.
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brmevett @brmevett.bsky.social · 30/07/2025
Not a lot of streets left in my fallen America - but here's one:
Text that reads: "Lucinda stands in the ruins of her past life. Smoke swirls thick in the air, from the burning Hamilton Bank, the burning Hamilton Library, the burning Hamilton Town Hall. A fat smell hovers in her nostrils. She does her best not to recognize it as the odor of charred flesh.
They have cleared away the bodies — at least those of the Enclavers. The soldiers are still dealing with the corpses of the Afflicted, tossing them into the backs of half a dozen trucks, but many of them still sprawl here and there along the street where they fell, overcome at last by the fevered rage that ripped through their brains without the protection of the Doctor’s medications."
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brmevett @brmevett.bsky.social · 29/07/2025
Advice anyone? I did my first AMZ ad for JOY. Used Publisher Rocket to get good keywords – used 20 of the best (I thought) for the campaign - focused on post-apocalyptic - my genre. Ran 10 days - 2400 impressions and 2 clicks. 0.06%. Not good. I don't understand. Help? #authorsky #writersky.
media.tenor.com
a woman sits at a desk using a laptop with ring the bell written on the bottom
ALT: a woman sits at a desk using a laptop with ring the bell written on the bottom
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