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Bowen Greenwood
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Stop fighting over words. Such arguments are useless, and they can ruin those who hear them. Thrillers are at www.bowengreenwood.com, sci-fi is at www.exilewar.com
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Opposite the chapel was mighty old Healy Hall, the stone centerpiece of the campus, featured prominently in all the marketing #literature designed to entice fresh-faced high school seniors. That was the building that interested Weston.
—Deeper Secrets #VSS365
November 10, 2025 at 12:56 PM
The voice was an earthquake, rattling my bones. “She is mine. Mine by right, and I will have her.”

Naomi replied, “The law is ancient, spawn of hell, and it has not changed. No one is worthless, and no one is lost until they die. No one.”

—Seer's Blade, forthcoming. #VSS365 #law
November 9, 2025 at 3:10 PM
He had had well over a month to study the difference between Exile Archons and Earth Archons. The linguistic changes had been predicted. It was not surprising that a people apart for so long had developed a #language apart.

—Exile War: Onslaught #VSS365 #SciFiSat
November 8, 2025 at 3:35 PM
Just as I’m starting to write the sequel, The Deepest Cut snagged another review. Thank you, kind reader!
November 7, 2025 at 5:41 PM
“What is wrong with you?” Kotov asked. “We are almost out.”

Clara shot back, “Run if you want.”

“He is merely bourgeois! Not worth your life.”

“They’ll torture him. They’re #famous for it. You ought to know, you fund them.”

—The Hardest Drug, WIP #VSS365
November 5, 2025 at 1:16 PM
All the educational materials about plane crashes said to remain near the wreckage.

Miri wasn’t thinking about that. A giant fireball had just ripped through the air. Rescue workers might be too busy wherever it hit to hunt for her.

—The Last Senator
#VSS365 #Education
November 4, 2025 at 1:57 PM
He’d gotten married since the war, and to avoid #domestic strife, his ship’s voice was now significantly less sultry than it used to be.

“This appears to work, General. I calculate a roughly 92 percent probability of success."

—Mercy Rising: An Exile War Novel #VSS365
November 3, 2025 at 1:30 PM
The #creature of smoke and flame flowed toward me, and the cold flowed with it. Still it chanted its poisonous lullaby, “Take me home, protect me,” but its voice now screeched like a carrion bird.

--Seer's Blade, coming soon, #vss365
November 2, 2025 at 2:16 PM
She blended in with a simple black dress, neither too daring nor too boring. It had one big flaw, as far as Clara Verona was concerned.

It had nowhere to conceal a gun.

I started work on The Hardest Drug this morning, sequel to The Deepest Cut. Another Cold War spy thriller.
November 1, 2025 at 1:18 PM
A foreign presence shoved open the doors to her mind, rooting like a child digging through a toy box. Greedy, grasping quantum entanglements twisted as Acre pulled out what he wanted like pulling the innards out of a #Halloween pumpkin.

--Liberation: An Exile War Novel #VSS365
October 31, 2025 at 12:34 PM
Seer's Blade has gone to the editor!

I stuck with self publishing instead of trying to find an agent. There are just so many indie things I want to do: take a run at a bestseller list, enter the Self Published Fantasy Blog Off, take another stab at recording my own audiobook.
October 30, 2025 at 1:23 PM
Demons, though? That was the part I couldn’t credit.

More likely, they were something more rational. A new kind of AI robot. I found it a lot easier to believe in a government #experiment. Even aliens were more likely than demons.

--Seer's Blade, WIP #vss365
October 28, 2025 at 1:06 PM
The sidewalk seemed so different in the fading light. Gone were the looming shadows. Gone was the sense of menace and the creepy chill. It was just an ordinary Georgetown sidewalk.

--Seer's Blade, WIP
#vss365
October 27, 2025 at 12:19 PM
The true purpose of getting a box from Amazon.
October 21, 2025 at 11:05 PM
Can't push paper all day . . .
October 20, 2025 at 11:05 PM
"On a subatomic level, everything is entangled to everything else. Scientists call it quantum entanglement. Molecules and atoms and smaller things still are tied to other particles. What happens to one affects the other."
--Mercy Rising: An Exile War Novel
#vss365 #atom
October 20, 2025 at 11:57 AM
Smog and flame loomed like a mountain. Flecked with orange, the roiling cloud of #ash and black almost had to bend its neck to fit. Reality bent instead. The space seemed to grow to accommodate the demon.
--Seers Blade, WIP
#VSS365
October 8, 2025 at 4:55 PM
A blade appeared in its hand, wicked, jagged, cruel. It batted the old man’s weapon aside. They turned and whirled through a dance of steel and smoke. A parry met every strike, and the #clash of iron sang in the small space.
--Seer's Blade, WIP
#vss365
October 7, 2025 at 12:55 PM
In between sniffles, Miri whispered, “It’s just so . . . everyone’s dead. Why? Where did the Beaks come from? What do they want?”

Trent said nothing. He didn’t think answers would #reinvigorate her. He wasn’t sure anything would. #vss365
September 22, 2025 at 1:04 PM
September 7, 2025 at 12:25 PM
Trent took her hand and pulled Miri out the doorway. Dangerous heat prickled their skin. The incipient wildfire advanced until their path out of the rubble shrank to a mere trail.
--The Last Senator, WIP
#vss365
September 7, 2025 at 12:14 PM
Scared as she was, the new world that had been so clear with Dante now eluded her.

Where were all those glowing threads? There was nothing but the ordinary world. She’d come here hoping to stop the war, but now she couldn’t.
--Mercy Rising: An Exile War novel
#VSS365 #Elude
September 2, 2025 at 12:08 PM
Reposted by Bowen Greenwood
Here's my offering for the theme of #past – welcome to our new #vss365 host C.S Voll @Steph_Lepht and big thanks to outgoing host Bowen Greenwood @bowengreenwood.bsky.social

#vsspoem #poet #poetrycommunity
September 1, 2025 at 7:01 PM
Reposted by Bowen Greenwood
On a precipice
High up teetering
Deep from within an acidic
Bubbling belly forming crisis

Emotionless devoid
Cold sweats, face schooled
Can I stop its happening, #elude

It’s too dark all around though
I tell my brain STOP
Smart but fearful—stupid it says no

#vss365
September 2, 2025 at 7:43 AM
Reposted by Bowen Greenwood
The past and future,
hidden within the present;
illusions of time.

#vss365
#past
#haiku
September 1, 2025 at 2:21 PM