Challenge
Drink Around the Poesy (come along, sing bawdy songs) Take Off Your Prose challenge results . Content Warning.
This is my second rogue challenge thus far (more to come), and I’m delightfully surprised by the participation this suspicious platform newbie received.
By Harper Lewisabout 7 hours ago in Writers
Wouldn't it Be Nice
Long ago, the Hebrews became tired of eating manna. Not that Heaven-made bread wasn't delicious, but human palates crave variety. I, for one, would be delighted to see a challenge that isn't fiction or poetry. Otherwise, community categories become unseen/under-appreciated/ and frankly, put out to pasture.
By Shirley Belkabout 19 hours ago in Writers
Take Off Your Prose!. Content Warning.
Welcome to the Temple of the Profane. I know, right? Whodathunk I’d ever encourage end rhyme? If it’s offensive, I’m okay with it. Grab a pint of Guinness or Jameson’s and don’t tell me “dirty limerick” is redundant. I’m well aware that if it isn’t dirty, it’s not a true limerick. But some people try to ruin a good time with some puritan Pollyanna bullshit every chance they get. I’ve read some clean limericks, and there’s something about them that’s more wrong than an olive in a Bloody Mary or a stalk of celery in a fucking martini. If I can figure out how, I’ll fine anyone who tries to sneak a clean limerick in here, and I’ll press criminal charges if sentimentality enters the equation. It has no place outside of Hallmark cards and movies, and we’re not dumbing down this room.
By Harper Lewis2 days ago in Writers
John and Paul's Three-Word Haiku/Senryu Unofficial Challenge - The Results!
Well, fuck. That was every bit as impressive as I was sure it would be when we set this devious challenge. From this point forward it is worth noting that all the bracketed bits will be John's words, and the non-bracketed are mine.
By Paul Stewart3 days ago in Writers
It’s a fact awards
Do you ever feel that non-fiction writers are the poor relations of the Vocal community. I do! Those nice people at Vocal Media heap much sought-after $200 prizes on poets and story smiths, left, right and center, while leaving us fact factors out in the cold.
By Raymond G. Taylor4 days ago in Writers
Boxing
When I was in my mid-thirties, I joined the Augusta Boxing Club on Walton Way. The subtitle is the club motto, and I saw guys wearing t-shirts emblazoned with sayings like “Fighting solves EVERYTHING.” I was the only woman, and I swear I got high on the testosterone.
By Harper Lewis4 days ago in Writers
Wedding Toast woes.
"Cheers Violet. I've been waiting for this moment for a long time. I can't believe you invited me to this wedding...is it to rub my face in your success at nabbing Guy. He doesn't even remember me. But I was the first one he managed to fool...He tried to marry me, but I found out just in time that he has a family back in Africa. So when you stole him from me...hahaha, you unwittingly did me a favor. He is trying to gain citizenship by using any willing female whom he can bamboozle.
By Novel Allen4 days ago in Writers







