My lascivious literati,
On behalf of Thorn, Gary, Diana, Derek, Billy, Ruth, Morgan and the Satikushes and Granny…Here we go again!
Here is the sinario for our new contest, written in winglish:
You are in your favorite sleazy bar…
You’re getting trashed with (Steinbeck/Shelley/Austin/London/Tan/Villasenor/Folz/
Bukowski/Hemingway/Sully, Clark, Thompson…etc) …your wingman/woman…
Just as you lift your glass over the rim you see the one you were there to forget/remember….you swallow hard and your story begins…not more than 243 words before the cat gets your tongue.
Somewhere in the story you must use the phrase, “I’ll just have to wing it.” and reveal the traits of your wingman/woman.
Horace is made of solid gold and is donated by artist/actor/author Ed Coonce http://www.edcoonce.com Satikush is guarding the trophy until you are ready to claim your prize.
A Word With You Press is testing its ability to multitask.
Sometime as these birdacious stories(buy War on Bird Street by Gary Clark http://www.amazon.com/The-War-Bird-Street-ebook/dp/B00BV7E5MU to increase your chances of influencing the judge–moi)come in to nest we will resolve (with the help of our favorite structural engineer, Julie Mark Cohen) who gets the big screw offered as a trophy for the contest that was interrupted when the aliens came for Thorn. (Do I know how to con-volute a sentence or what!)
Entry Deadline June 10th 2013
Limit: 2 ill eagle entries per author
Send Entries to email@example.com
Disclaimer: By submitting your story you hereby authorize us to make a ton of money to locate the bar in your story and authenticate the Horacity (oops) voracity or your tail. This is a contest for talonted authors.
Ink your quill…