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A simple spot for readers, authors and all who love a good book. Articles, recommendations and a monthly book. maybe a spaces....Readers gonna Read!!

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Well cats out the bag....
First book of the month in August. Will be dropping a detailed intro to this important book from @Junkyardtactic and plan on a spaces on it. As an old medic this one got me in the feels. Hope you'll take part and read an thought provoking book.

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Man im about a quarter way through this from @KalSpriggs really digging the political vibes and characters. The space action has been on point to, cant waitto finish it.
Excellent stuff sir.

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Yes more guilt and deflection. Those are the stock of you're trade. This entire waste of time could've bee so different.
You: Hey bro, I got this book "to lazy to promote" its really a good book and I think you would enjoy it.
Me: Really, im always looking for new stuff read, ill check it out and let ya know what I think.

Sad, take some marketing classes from successful authors. @RealNickCole runs one Tuesdays at 5pm PST over on rumble. Bonus it free so you dont have to worry about that disposable income. It'd do ya some good.

Yo @kroh01 I wrote dialog. Winning!!

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@Sweetgrass_Kid @kroh01

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@Sweetgrass_Kid Dosen't matter to me either way. One off or series, does the cover pull me in? Is the author out there talking about it, actively engaging possible readers? Those are what I ask.

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@JohnAMcColley @Sweetgrass_Kid Privilege & bias, you sure liike buzz words. Keep it up, perhaps you'll guilt me into reading youre books. You cover laziness with attacks & excuses. Sad. "Disposable income" okay, a post on X is free. All this babbling and I still dont know the name of any of those titles.

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@JohnAMcColley @Sweetgrass_Kid Hmmm, Ive a stack of books from authors Ive never heard of to read. That means what? It means their self-promotion is so much better than yours. They are actively seeking new readers, trying to bring people into the genres they write in. What are you doing? Complaining 👍

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@CreedWrites Excellent, thanks for the response. Hopefully i get more 😉

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Question for all you writer's out there...
Marketing, engagement and/or self promotion, is it just a dog and pony show? Is it something you enjoy or loathe?

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@DaveXDavieau @Parsifel1 Wicked neat!!

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@JohnAMcColley @Sweetgrass_Kid Ahh yes, you're correct. I dont read that much, barely at all. You're so much smarter than I. You've proven it with the pithy tweet. The point remains, if you are unwilling or to lazy to promote yourself why should I waste my money or my time on you? That's a serious question.

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@JohnAMcColley @Sweetgrass_Kid U think promoting your own work is a dog and pony show? Thats fine, dont promote it. Dont do the engagement thing, however thats why Ive never heard of you or you're books.

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@jecoletweets @wargate got ya covered. Forgotten Ruin is fire.

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Interesting premise...

[Bill McKibbin @TheStillLake]

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@MarkScanlo52906 He's a wordsmith for sure.

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He speaks the truth here.

[Revenant @Orsonstfu]

Readiness is a tale boys tell themselves by the hearth. Men step into the storm first and sharpen their weapons on the march. The world does not ask whether you deserve to be strong for it is a cold anvil asking only what your strength will shape before the forge goes dark. The High One, Wotan and the Aesir are not watching to see if you simply win the day. They are watching only the worthy from their high halls to watch you struggle against your fate - do you fall or do you rise... do you flee? or do you fight?

You were not born a warrior, and you will not die one by the passing of years. Between those two winter nights of your birth and death lies your entire life. The only question that matters when the Norns wind your thread is whether, when the great wind takes everything else away, what remains standing has your name carved into it. That is the imperative, that is your fate.

Answer it, and understand whose voice you are answering. The imperative is not the chatter of the unworthy or the soft talk of the thralls. The crowd of people will never ask this of you because they want you pleasant, compliant, easily broken, and slightly ashamed of your own blood. They want you easy to trade with, easy to rule, and most of all easy to forget when the barrow is closed.

The imperative is older than the villages. It is the voice beneath the stone, the one that speaks in the small quiet hours before dawn when the longhouse is dark and the excuses have not yet stirred in a man. It is the voice that knows exactly which beast you are avoiding in the woods and has been waiting patiently for you to stop bargaining with your own shadow. Every man hears it, though most spend their lives learning how to drown it out with indulgences.

You will know when you have begun to answer it by the taste of your own days. The morning frost will feel different. Your reflection in the mirror will feel different. Not because you have become a hero overnight... No it is because you have stopped lying to the man looking back at you in the mirror.

There is a specific kind of quiet confidence that settles on a man who is doing what his wyrd demands of him. It is not the soft joy of merriment.. No, it is something older, harder, and bought with blood and suffering. The skalds of old call it drengr or the bearing of a man of worth. A man with such weight does not need to shout his own name for the very winds carries it for him.

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Ill keep saying it.
One of the most important voices in the trying times we find ourselves in. Others call for mindless violence or revolution, no plan for afterwards. This is a call to restoration, to what we had and are loosing.

[EM Burlingame - 蒲 奕 言 @EMBurlingame]

In this year of our Lord two thousand six and twenty, we have with due ceremony and public observance commemorated the two hundred and fiftieth anniversary of that Declaration of Independence wherein our ancestors did, upon the fourth day of July in the year seventeen hundred and seventy-six, set forth in solemn terms their natural right to sovereignty and self-government, dissolving the political connection which had bound them to the British Crown.

Yet that instrument, though it stands as a monument of principle and a just indictment of long-continued injuries, was at the hour of its adoption but a declaration—a parchment avowal of right without present force or substance. The independence there asserted was not thereby achieved; it remained to be earned through years of fighting upon the field, of thinking upon the nature of lawful government, and of petitioning before courts, parliaments, and the Crown itself. Only after seven years of war, after the decisive victory at Yorktown and the formal recognition granted by the Treaty of Paris in seventeen hundred and eighty-three, did the claim of sovereignty begin to acquire the weight of established fact. And even then the work was not ended. Another war with the same power was required in eighteen hundred and twelve before the young nation could compel a due respect for its rights upon the seas and within its own borders. Across the two centuries that have followed, our people have been compelled, again and again, to labour visibly and near-invisibly, internally and externally, through war and diplomacy, through the framing and reformation of laws and institutions, through the transmission of principle from one generation to the next, and through the patient building of a continental republic, all to retain and give enduring substance to that independence which was first declared upon a single sheet of parchment.

Wherefore, even as we have marked this semiquincentennial with fitting observance, we are bound to acknowledge that the present hour calls us, as the like hour called our ancestors, to the long and comprehensive labour of restoring and securing our independence in all its dimensions. This work must be undertaken by every ancient and lawful means which a free people have ever employed for the preservation of their sovereignty: through the diligent reformation of our laws and customs after the model of our forefathers, through the instruction of our youth in those virtues and principles without which liberty cannot long subsist, through the strengthening of our households, communities, and civic institutions, through the vigilant defence of our rights in every visible and invisible theatre of contention, and, should all peaceful and constitutional remedies prove insufficient, even unto the fields of open battle, as our sires were compelled to do before us. For sovereignty once declared is not thereby preserved; it is preserved only by those who prove willing to labour, to suffer, and, if need be, to fight across generations that it may descend inviolate to their posterity.
-E.M. Burlingame

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Its Sunday...a drip from the master. Love this one.
Are you working on you're project today?

[Nick Cole @RealNickCole]

The moon was too full of bone light to be good for the night and the quick knife-work of stealth.

So he would fight them because there was nothing else that could take him forward to break of day, and over the walls of this cursed place of weaker men.

Arrows like the words of the eunuchs of this petty and pretty eastern city came at him from the dark, silent and hissing, sizzling like hot venom. He caught them with shield and kept moving, ignoring the fatigue and poison.

In the midnight alleys and dark passages he would force them to come for him and there he would make them pay dearly in spilt-blood, running dark as the shifting shadows in the bone-light.

He would fight them all, each and every one, and see the city at dawn from the high hills beyond its endless treacheries.

He was a warrior and so it would be this way.

He knew no other.

And he was not as lesser men… unwilling to fight, keep moving forward… taking victory, and all its spoils.

Living free.
Living wild.

Living.

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@BLACKLOTUSTAC The midgets should be dressed as umpa lumpas

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@axefairy23 Some dark ceremonies went down with that.

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@MozPerkins @FlissZak Learned the value of tea time when i was stationed over there. Earl Grey for me.

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@hellbinder36981 @itsdeaann It not even good propaganda. Seems lazy.