“Would this be one of those times?” she asks. Seriously, I think. Coyly? A bit. Just the right amount, I surmise. But what do I know? “Could be,” I reply. “Will you know . . .? I mean when will you know?” “As soon as we get inside one of these historic abodes and have…

Chapter One Rudy knows people, and, because he knows people, Rudy loves birds. It is not enough to say that he likes, admires, envies, and adores all birds — he LOVES them, wants to marry them, wants to BE them. Most especially, he wants to join the lyrical thrush family, the robins he admired back…

Okay, on to round two. Your challenge this month is to add on to the story below. You can add exactly 100 words or exactly 200 words or exactly 400 words. You can also feel free to change the title of the story to suit your focus. Don’t forget to paste the original entry as…

So I’m goin’ down the road feelin’ bad, Lord, goin’ down that road really not knowin’ how I’m feelin’. I mean, look, who’m I kiddin’? Me? Am I kiddin’ me? Or should that be, “Am I kiddin’ I?” That depends, I guess, on whether the terminal pronoun is a direct object, in which case it…

it’s underneath the way she used to speak to stay alive she spoke in a buried kind of way above the horizon yes but at the same time the dark words were below beneath even air words escaping from her mouth they were all double-stacked one carrying the other by its back the under-carriaged one…

Rudy knows people, and, because he knows people, Rudy loves birds. It is not enough to say that he likes, admires, envies, and adores all birds — he LOVES them, wants to marry them, wants to BE them. Most especially, he wants to join the lyrical thrush family, the robins he admired back then, the…

“I wish, really wish, you’d think hard about it, then let us all know.” I didn’t even understand what a variable is. Fucking teachers can really fuck you up. No matter how hard I thought about it, I wasn’t gonna get it. I couldn’t do algebra. I’d never had a decent math teacher. I’m telling…

Happy Year of the Pig. It’s time to move on to phase two of our group writing experience. First, however, since the judges saw it a close contest, for their avid participation, both Jim Harstad and HomelessinHonolulu win ten Bamboo Bucks to spend in the BR online store. Just mention you’re a March winner when…