Humors of my demise…


Some say the world shall end in fire.

They are right, of course.  Those who propose ice are climate-change deniers.

The fires in Washington State blew such horrendous smoke into the hamlet where I live that I had to vacate the “Cow” in search of clean air–found in Southern California!–whodathunk!

So, I was off-grid for a while, and just returned last night.  I am now in ketchup mode, a roll I don’t relish because I am always told that condumints are tasteless.

So, a belated congratulations to Tiffany (who I surprised by showing up at her book launch) and to Mike Stang, who waited for 28 contests before winning his first, and now has the distinction, along with our favorite cowboy Gary Clark, of winning twice–this time being the run-away winner for our Beneath the Surface contest. (Shouldn’t say this, but it wasn’t even close)

Congratulations also to Afrose Ahmed, who won the raffle to have Billy Holder create a video promoting his own book .  You will recall, everyone who contributed by August 29th to Kristy Webster’s on-going gofundme campaign was eligible to win–and the winner was Ahmed.

What few people know is that our own Billy Holder started the fires at Burning Man, in Nevada, but our arsonist will return shortly, and commence work on a video to promote Afrose’s book.

Please, if you have not yet donated to see one of our own get the break that she deserves and that every writer hopes for, please do so now.  To meet deadlines for up coming literary contests, we are going ahead with publishing Kristy Webster’sThe Gift of and Imaginary Girl,even though we are under-funded to make our expenses. Everyone who donates, no matter how small the amount, will get Kristy’s personalized signature on a copy of their own, sent to them from Port Haddock, Washington.

Next contest will be announced soon.  Prompt and parameters still a work in progress, but I can tell you this:  Entrants will be assigned a pseudonym, so you may not know who they are (though some have styles that will be easily recognized by our regular visitors). This anonymity allows allow those who DO have a known style to experiment and write something different.

Gotta go.. So many people to embarrass today, and so little time!



9 thoughts on “Humors of my demise…

  1. Parisianne Modert says:

    Welcome back Robert Frost-bite to the land that confuses ashes for snow asking the question,
    “Does a bear smoke in the woods?”

    “Fire and Ice” by Robert Frost

    “Some say the world will end in fire,
    Some say in ice.
    From what I’ve tasted of desire
    I hold with those who favor fire.
    But if it had to perish twice,
    I think I know enough of hate
    To say that for destruction ice
    Is also great
    And would suffice.”

  2. Parisianne Modert says:

    Judas Iscariot, 30 pieces of silver, screamer’s sound,
    Hell-fire betrayals, thrown upon scorched ground,
    Shall you beg for mercy from the heterocercal,
    Does your sentence await the devil’s ninth circle,
    Condemned to read Dante’s Inferno to the end,
    Without God’s editing grace to ever transcend?
    Cantos thirty-one thought thirty-four to torture see,
    Is there no mercy pardon of God’s decree for thee?
    O, hark, angel’s relief, tour not Mr. Alighieri’s fiery den,
    Send in your funds to publish Kristy’s book and be forgiven.

    • Parisianne Modert says:

      Modern Prosparisianne:
      “And like the smokey fabric of this website,
      The editor-returning towers, the cyber Palouse,
      The electronic temples, the great punster himself—
      Yea, all which he inherit—shall resolve,
      And like this insubstantial authoress faded,
      Leave not these unpublished works behind. We are such stuff
      As dreams are typed on, and our little poems
      Are rounded with a sleep.” – Paraphrase: The Tempest Act 4, Scene 1

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