Greetings, Earthlings!

Thanks for another fun-filled week, gang. I love how many different directions you flew, and how you found freedom in a 42-word cage while answering this week’s ultimate question of “why do birds suddenly appear?”

Crowd favorite

This week, you discerning readers and voters gave the top spot to Spoils of Defeat by Paul Clements. His dramatic, stark imagery is laced with the anticipation of the battle to come. It hints at the strange blend of glory and destruction that comes with war.

Impaled flags stiffen in the pungent summer breeze.

A single, riderless mare bolts for home.



Distant, snow-peaked mountains sink slowly beneath a bloody red sunrise.

Crimson framed silhouettes swoop and circle through the tremulous horizon.

The glories of battle await.

Paul, at 42 little words, your poem still manages to be epic. Congratulations! Go get your winner’s badge, and wear it proudly.

Editor’s pick

With so many great posts, it was hard for the editors to choose just one! But we finally settled on this little story from Jen Brunet: Thieving Birds.

“What did you do to me, you whorish bird?!”

His head spun and stomach lurched as he lay defenseless on the bed.

Seamed stockings and heel clicks.

She winks.

“This bird has flown.”

Empty wineglasses, a stolen wallet, and a slammed door.

We thought Jen’s story was more than a little saucy. The details, the dialog – it all added up to a great little scene. Congrats, Jen – grab your badge before you fly off!

Top row seven*

You’d be surprised how few votes separate first place from seventh. The entire top row gets a prize for coming so close. This week, in addition to Paul, that means me (!), Christina (Other Than Lovie), Rach (theinnerzone), Susan (The Wizard’s Word), Renada, and The UnCheshire Wife. Great writing, everyone!

The gargleblaster grid is now sorted in order of votes from most to fewest. It’s always a tight race and a wonderful opportunity to learn from your fellow grid-mates.

* I realize that your browser may not display the grid in neat rows of seven, but mine does. Therefore, the Top Row 7.

There’s more to life than gargleblasters

Hard as it is to believe, there are other challenges out there at yeah write! Go ahead — take a few minutes to check out this week’s challenge grid (for personal essays and traditional blog anecdotes) and the speakeasy (for fiction). Read, comment, get to know the community. And if the mood strikes you, submit your own post: the challenge grid and speakeasy are open until 10:00 PM Eastern on Wednesday.

We know you won’t all make the grid every week, but don’t panic! The moonshine grid opens on Friday and we’d love to see you there.

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