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Jasin Fayble
@jasinfayble.bsky.social
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Greetings and Salutations!
I'm Jasin Fayble, a writer. Next step Author.
Books are the gateway to civilization.
Good writing is Ego Death. - David Foster Wallace

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Jasin Fayble @jasinfayble.bsky.social · Jul 31
"I don't like talking about myself."
"This is social media. Be social."
sigh
I'll update this as I ponder it.
Me...
Writing, logic, science, sports, books, coding, writing, e-games, ttrpg, bad luck, writing, rough past, aspd, ptsd, violence, hope, writing, trying, honest, brash, honorable, humble.
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dcswanson.bsky.social
#Science doesn’t care if you accept it or deny it.
Math will still be there if you embrace it or defy it.
Truth is always true no matter how you try to spin it.
The world won’t wait for you to recognize that you are in it.

#vss365
November 14, 2025 at 7:59 PM
jasinfayble.bsky.social
Considering the #number of idiots whose #business is to obey the #famous #creature maybe his power is a #myth. A #measure of #domestic #geography, #history, and #literature combined. Clearly the #language of the #law has no bearing, nor #science, but perhaps a proper #education is in order?
#vss365
November 14, 2025 at 9:04 PM
jasinfayble.bsky.social
#WIPSnips #week
The nomad Miranda guided Acsel and Tune to New Frisco where Acsel took over lead and negotiated his way through deals to swiftly acquire all they needed to get the data someplace safe in Between Neon and The Light subroutine Wstlnd.swap( NF ).
#cyberpunk #godpunk #novel #amwriting
“Likewise, China.” Acsel returned the kindness and escorted his yuyu out of the apartment. The rain swept in as Acsel stopped at a vendor near the entrance to the Piazzu. “Yep, figured.” He acquired three disposable masks and raincoats from the boxes on the vendor’s table as he typed a number into his credstick and held it out. “Two Ninety.” The old man revealed a devilish grin. “Was two fifty last week!” Acsel snarled and adjusted the number on his credstick. The money transferred from one to the other. “Fraggin gannet bastard.” The cons handed out the gear which he and Tune immediately donned. Miranda scoffed and held the two items with reluctant fingertips. “What’re these for?” Acsel hailed a cab. “Rain and can’t catch a sherbert wifout masks. Put it on.” “A what?” Tune stepped in and raised both eyebrows. “A sherbert, short for sherbert dab, Brit slang for cab.” “Why?” Miranda looked up at the dreary red and orange sky, beyond the neon of the skyrisers and holobillboards where no star could be gleaned. “What’s wif all the questions?” Acsel dared to spit out. “What? Am I whining too much for you?” The now out of her element Miranda mocked. Tune stepped in between them while Acsel worked on their ride. “Because sweetheart, the rain here is acidic and the plagues are everywhere. Can you imagine what would happen if a single cabbie caught it? C’mon now, let him do what he does best, and we’ll all be better off for it, just like you the past few days. Actual?”
November 14, 2025 at 8:46 PM
jasinfayble.bsky.social
The galactic marshal spun the cylinder and holstered his piece. “Make sure to charge up your six shooters and hunker down in the snowbanks. We can’t let the coach get to the ice ravine.”
“How you know it’s her?”
“Son can’t always trust your eyes. Science of the nose, Lyra Perfume alright.”
#vss365
glowprompt.bsky.social GLOW @glowprompt.bsky.social · 22h
Here is today's prompt:

Genre: Sci-Fi
Location: Ice Plain
Object: perfume
Word: coach

Happy #writing! #writingprompt
November 14, 2025 at 8:31 PM
jasinfayble.bsky.social
“Science be damned.” The warlock laughed and squished a nix between his fingers to complete the spell. Eldritch energy swept into him from the unicorn who bucked in its stall. “Miller! Inform the world! Doctor Hazard has arrived to enslave them all!”
#HorrorPrompt #blueskyrelay #vss365 #2WordPrompt
November 14, 2025 at 8:19 PM
jasinfayble.bsky.social
“I don’t know where my hazard class is. Can you help me?”
The Lamia hall monitor sneered at the Imp's map. “Professor Divine should inform you that you don’t need science here. Use intuition or go right on the track and alight at the nix stall.”
#vssmagic #blueskyrelay #vss365 #2WordPrompt #Whistpr
November 14, 2025 at 8:15 PM
jasinfayble.bsky.social
Hi and hello @nekyzero.bsky.social!

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November 14, 2025 at 2:24 AM
jasinfayble.bsky.social
Sci-fi. All other genres can easily fit, there's not always a HEA, and I enjoy logic.
Good question.

A rebuttal if I may, you can only write one genre for the rest of your life, which do you choose?
😳

#booksky #bluesky #reading #writingcommunity
November 13, 2025 at 9:41 PM
jasinfayble.bsky.social
Greetings and salutations @vssmagic.bsky.social!

So many prompts, so little organization! I shall endeavor to treat myself to your prompts on a regular basis.

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November 13, 2025 at 9:37 PM
jasinfayble.bsky.social
Why hello and g'day @thesurrealari.bsky.social!

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November 13, 2025 at 9:34 PM
jasinfayble.bsky.social
Hi and g'day @delilah-monroe.bsky.social!

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November 13, 2025 at 4:55 PM
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delilah-monroe.bsky.social
Back again with another one of the snippets...

#writingcommunity #indieauthor #wipsnips #5AMwritersclub
November 12, 2025 at 2:40 PM
jasinfayble.bsky.social
Greetings and a warm hello @booksrme.bsky.social!

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November 13, 2025 at 4:52 PM
jasinfayble.bsky.social
“No! Don’t #plummet, drift.”
“Yes, mother.”
“And don’t #stare, glance and move. What #number were we on?”
“Three.”
“Okay, three lift, four swirl, five, no. Not swish, not #crab, swirl. There you go.”
“Yes, mother.”
“You’ll be a proper #fairy, I tell you!”
#2WordPrompt #vss365 #Whistpr #BlueSkyRelay
November 13, 2025 at 4:49 PM
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fizzytwizler.bsky.social
Doesn’t really matter
The #number of our lives
The hope in the stars told me so

We could come back or go on
As silk worms, crickets
Even three eyed monsters

It’ll always be us
Soulmate dimensions
Endless limitless

#vss365
November 13, 2025 at 8:16 AM
jasinfayble.bsky.social
Never did I intend to fathom the drivel, the nonchalant ignorance, the unforgivable existence of their nature as we passed the old light house, but the radio told me. It tapped into that beyond place and revealed the truth of what they’d done. Whispers in the dark. Evil in the night.
#writingprompt
glowprompt.bsky.social GLOW @glowprompt.bsky.social · 2d
Here is today's prompt:

Genre: Thriller
Location: Overnight Automobile/Passenger Ferry Ship
Object: radio
Word: intend

Happy #writing! #writingprompt
November 13, 2025 at 4:46 PM
jasinfayble.bsky.social
Einnar and Remi break into the Hirotomi laboratory where the data is held. Their job is to destroy the lab and steal the data in Between Neon and The Light subroutine Compiled : Return NULL.
#cyberpunk #godpunk #amwriting #booksky #novel #action #adventure #WIP
“More equipment for Shun.” The only explanation required thanks to Acsel’s pass cards and uniforms. One of the guards offered to help with the trolley but Remi politely declined. With the number of guards and high alert status maintained for the past several days, no one would be foolish enough to break in. “All right, I’ll take these.” Einnar stopped the cart deep within the nest of the laboratory and lifted the two cases of water bottles. “And you take that to the . . .” “I know where I’m going Einnar.” He frowned. “Be safe. That skiff will set off the alarm as soon as . . .” “Einnar! Babe, I know. Let’s get a move on so we can get the frag out of here.” The second interruption accompanied a gentle smile and a soft rub against his massive frame to comfort and point out the seriousness of her statement without harm to a fragile ego. “Okay, love you babe.” He sauntered across the main floor to the lab itself. She strolled past the bathrooms to her target. Remi’s key card opened the heavy security door and allowed her into the man trap, or the tiny room in-between two heavy security doors. The virtually indestructible doors could be opened only one at a time. A guard politely assisted the slight woman with the weighty pushcart. She sent him a smirk and swiped the pass card a second time. A panel appeared on the wall from an overhead projector. The nine-digit password provided by Acsel worked. The door hissed when it opened into the airtight skiff. She wheeled the cart into the data center and stole a glance at the time on her node. Eighteen minutes remained before the first set charge would blow. Remi left the skiff.
November 13, 2025 at 2:48 PM
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Salvations and hiya @sandymcintosh.bsky.social!

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November 13, 2025 at 2:07 PM
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Greetings and hello @robotfrancis.bsky.social!

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November 13, 2025 at 2:05 PM
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thesurrealari.bsky.social
The young dragon shoved the book beneath her bed of gold coins.
“What are you hiding there?” her mother asked.
“Stories about a wonderful, magical world. People communicate on handheld devices across vast—“
“I worry about your obsession with that silly fantasy. It’s just a myth. Not real.” #vss365
November 12, 2025 at 1:18 PM
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mohayeswriter.bsky.social
‘Wow! What did you do to quiet down the kids?’

‘Well, you remember that old #myth- silence is golden?’

‘Of course.’

‘So, that gave me the idea to use a different color.’

‘I’m not following you.’

‘Duct tape is silver.’

#vss365
November 12, 2025 at 2:27 PM
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youngliz.bsky.social
#vss365

'I thought monsters were a #myth?' she said.
Mum held her close. 'I'm sorry, love, but they're real.A few live in white houses painted gold, the nameless ones wear masks. Bring Teddy-we're going to the airport.'
November 12, 2025 at 10:26 AM
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irishlisa.bsky.social
How does one
measure a life?
A life of service
of sacrifice?
Not all in battle
but many fight
to return home
and find it empty.
"Thank you"
is not enough.

#vss365 #Measure #FreeVerse #Poetry #Service #Sacrifice #Veterans #VeteransDay #ArmisticeDay #AppreciationBeyondWords
A disabled veteran, a double amputee, using a wheelchair, sits alone outdoors. He is wearing a knit cap and rolled up blue pants. Military duffel bags rest on the ground beside him. (Photo courtesy Newsweek)
November 11, 2025 at 4:54 PM
jasinfayble.bsky.social
"The #origin of you, of us, is but #myth and lie. #Marrying_you was the worst mistake I’ve ever made. I held in there, I was tough, but you were the #mantis, I was your prey. I believed! No more, you end now."
The shotgun leveled and fired.
"No more."
#2WordPrompt #vss365 #Whistpr #HorrorPrompt
November 12, 2025 at 9:23 AM
jasinfayble.bsky.social
Cascade a #measure of my heart into the vase of love for without you a specters shadow remains entangled in a #reticulum of #lavender and putrescine. Nothing remains within the #ascendant existence we once shared. By my hand we succumb to the end.
#vss365 #BlueSkyRelay #HorrorPrompt #Whistpr
November 12, 2025 at 9:13 AM