Happy New Year 2021! December 2020 Year a da Rat Writing Contest Winnahs : )

Shoots!  I could not log into da site for days : (  But now I can : ) So, got lotta good entries.  Wow!  Tachiyam, Doreen B., Joy Gold, Fred Payer, Darrell Lum, Piihonua, and Ori C. Li, you all win Ten, count um, TEN Bamboo Bucks.  Each, no worry.  Not you gotta split um…

Second Writing Contest Prompt for December — 90 words EXACTLY

Lotta stuff going on.  Finally, here’s the second writing contest prompt message for December.  Remember, this month’s entries must be EXACLTY 90 words. From “Sun,” by Darrell H.Y. Lum Sun. A transistor plays fuzzy, too-loud rock’n roll. Sweat trickles down my chest, over my belly, and fills my navel. Sun. Crab crawls slow.  Seaweed stinks….

Whoa! So much good stuff. All dese guys all won in da Novembah Year a da Rat Writing Contes

You all get da big 10 Bamboo Bucks.  Gotta cash um in by Novembah 30 in our online store.  Tell our Joy you won so she give you da 10 Buck discount.  More important.  Awards.  Yeah! Fred Peyer, you win Da Old Geezer (or His Persona) Who Still Get da Sap Going Like One Broken…

Third Writing Prompt for November — Our 100-word writing contest returns

Aloha, aloha, aloha.  Dis da tird an las prompt for Novembah.  100 words only.  Not 99, not 101, but 100 words on da nosy-lani. from “Painted Passages” by Gail N. Harada 1. The even weave of the canvas becomes a familiar as childhood, perhaps an expanse of sky or sea the ground we walk on…

Second Writing Prompt for November — Our 100-Word Contest Returns

Remember, this month we’re writing pieces that are EXACTLY 100 words in length.  Prose, poetry, a hybrid style, anything goes, but make sure your entry is exactly 100 words.  The title does not count in the word count. * * * * There is neither light nor fuel for light in the paper lanterns swinging…

Fourth and Last Writing Contest Prompt for October

The Japs, my mysterious kin, Had just bombed Pearl Harbor. Each night thereafter, Each home Was allowed one blackened light. So, windows were tarred And cracks under doors were Stuffed with rags, chastizing The light that dared to wander. The block wardens would then Come to check out the lights. Violators were startled by the…

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