There are only two days left before NaNoWriMo begins, so if you were considering joining us this year, please sign up on this post as soon as possible. Divide and Conquer is a Foil and Phaser Workshop where a group of writers try…
There are only two days left before NaNoWriMo begins, so if you were considering joining us this year, please sign up on this post as soon as possible. Divide and Conquer is a Foil and Phaser Workshop where a group of writers try…
While it’s tradition for many writers to procrastinate over deadlines, there are only six days left before NaNoWriMo begins, and we currently do not have enough people to make our short story workshop viable. If you were considering joining us…
Our collective NaNoWriMo project from last year was a resounding success (we’ve given away over 500 copies*), so we’re going to try to better our record of 38,000 words this year with Volume Two. For those who don’t know Divide and…
by Sophie Anderson Continued from Part One I took a closer look at him now that he was outside the ship. He was humanoid, with two arms, two legs a torso and head. He was covered it what appeared to…
by Sophie Anderson I wasn’t anything special, just the middle child of a middle-class family in the middle of America. That’s why it was beyond my wildest dreams that one hot afternoon in August I’d find something that would make…
by Lou Gagliardi Continued from Part One Looking into the mirror that hung on the wall, after entering the bathroom, Luke was happy. He left out a sigh of relief. He wasn’t disfigured. Definitely female but not disfigured and alive—that’s…
by Lou Gagliardi Luke was checking his appearance in the mirror. Tonight was an important night, both professionally and personally. It wasn’t every day, after all, that one got to date the boss’ daughter. Jeff worked as a experimental lab…
by Gord McLeod Continued from Part One The phone was actively drilling a small hole through his skull and into his brain via the ear canal. At least, Terry assumed that was what was happening; opening his eyes to actually…
by Gord McLeod “Would YOU like to live a carefree life of—” CLICK. Terry grunted in disgust and turned off the advertisement with a much sharper tap than was necessary. “Damned ads are everywhere,” he groused. “All this fancy living…
by Jon Jefferson Continued from Part One She was gone in the morning. Jessica’s job pulled her out of bed early every morning. Eric never noticed her leave, but he woke up every morning grasping for her only to find…