by Rowan | Mar 27, 2015 | Challenge, Fiction|Poetry, gargleblaster, micro challenge, microfiction, Microprose, Nonfiction, the speakeasy, Winners, YeahWrite
[vc_row][vc_column width=”1/1″][vc_column_text]So, now you’ve had your coffee, and your vote, and you’re all wide awake and ready to hear some Very Good Advice, right? Right? Quit while you’re ahead. I know, right? When was the last time...
by Rowan | Mar 25, 2015 | Challenge, Fiction|Poetry, gargleblaster, micro challenge, microfiction, Microprose, Nonfiction, Voting, YeahWrite
[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text] Vote for your favorite nonfiction, fiction and microstories here Coffee. Sweet elixir of life. I don’t care if you drink black coffee, lattes, chicory or butter coffee. Even the ritual of coffee is a comforting presence in our...
by Christine Hanolsy | Mar 25, 2015 | gargleblaster, micro challenge, microfiction, Microprose, Open, YeahWrite
[vc_row][vc_column width=”1/1″][vc_column_text] Greetings Earthlings! Sometimes what we don’t say is as important as what we do. This is true in all writing but especially in microstories, where you’ve got an extremely limited space in which to...
by Rowan | Mar 20, 2015 | Challenge, Fiction|Poetry, micro challenge, microfiction, Microprose, Nonfiction, Winners, YeahWrite
[vc_row][vc_column width=”1/1″][vc_column_text]Hey. Hey, you. I’m going to tell you a secret. It’s a big secret. Are you ready? You don’t have to use all 600 words. What, you didn’t think that was a secret? Boy, it sure feels like...
by Christine Hanolsy | Mar 18, 2015 | gargleblaster, micro challenge, microfiction, Microprose, Open, YeahWrite
[vc_row][vc_column width=”1/1″][vc_column_text] Greetings Earthlings! What do you do to escape? Do you run? Swim? Read? Bake? Do you travel, visit new towns and mountains, galaxies and universes? Maybe you write. Or maybe writing is not an escape, but...
by Rowan | Mar 13, 2015 | Challenge, Fiction|Poetry, gargleblaster, micro challenge, microfiction, Microprose, Nonfiction, the speakeasy, Winners, YeahWrite
The sun rose slowly, as if it wasn’t sure it was worth all the effort. Those aren’t the first words in Sir Terry Pratchett’s Discworld series, but they’re the first ones I read, and they caught me immediately. This, I thought, is how you tell...
