
This week we had to write a story with no dialogue, trying to make it heavy on plot. 200 words. I did my best.
Continue reading Play With The Prose 7, Challenge 8: Brooks Maki

This week we had to write a story with no dialogue, trying to make it heavy on plot. 200 words. I did my best.
Continue reading Play With The Prose 7, Challenge 8: Brooks Maki

This week we had to write about an adult who never grew up. Of course I decided to take that literally.
Continue reading Play With The Prose 7, Challenge 7: Dean Carlson
This time we had to write a story that involves a coffin. How does a sonnet sound?
Continue reading Play With The Prose 7, Challenge 6: John Wreisner

This week we got to write about someone’s kid interrupting them.
Continue reading Play With the Prose 7, Challenge 5: Christina Pepper

If you recall, two PwtP’s ago, I lost to Sama Smith in the finals. She wrote A LOT about families being torn apart. So this week we had to write about the moment a family is being torn apart.
Continue reading Play With The Prose 7, Challenge 4: Sama Smith

This week’s challenge was to write like yours truly. To wit, about a social work who travels through time in order to perform their job duties.
Continue reading Play With the Prose VII, Challenge 3: Beau
For our second challenge, we had to simply write about religion. I had initially hoped to write about how the intergalactic pasta wars led to the rise of the Flying Spaghetti Monster. Then I realized I only had 150 words and I’m not Douglas Adams. So I decided to tackle an older religion:
Continue reading Play with the Prose VII, Challenge 2: Matt Novak
This will be my fourth Play with the Prose contest. I’ve made the semifinals once and the finals twice, but remain a bridesmaid. This time around we have 17 contestants. The moderator’s prompt this season is to write like previous contestants. There may even be a week where other people have to write like me! While that seems bound for lots of in-jokes, the themes should be general enough.
There will be 12 challenges, I think. Top 8 make the playoffs. This might be the strongest group of writers yet. Wish me luck.
The first challenge was to write like Bret Highum. Or specifically, about an emotionally repressed redneck.
Continue reading Play With the Prose VII–Challenge 1: Bret Highum

“They were never handsome and often came
with a hormone imbalance manifested by corpulence,
a yodel of a voice or ears big as kidneys.
But each was brave.”

“’My past,’ she told the room, ‘is littered with the bones of men who were foolish enough to think I was someone they could sleep on.’”
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