It's time once again to sign up for March Madness!
Here are the rules, in case it hadn't been sufficiently burned into anyone's gray matter last time:
1) Write twelve (down from the required fifteen last year) polished pieces of prose. There is no length limit, but what you right MUST be a short story - not an essay, not a sentence, but something with a beginning, middle, and end (or some alternative alien plot form).
2) Submit each one as either a Scrap or Deviation, send us a note with a link, and AnaisCortland (https://www.deviantart.com/anaiscortland) or I will review it and add it to the March Madness Support Journal.
3) One of the twelve short stories must be a collabor
Hey BE members! Time to start thinking about signing up for March Madness! For details, check the main journal and scroll down until you see the "March Madness" section!
Don't think it can be done? I'll be participating in March Madness right alongside you. It's a great way to improve your discipline and finish what you start!
Thanks for putting up with me,
~darkdescartes
Week 4- Finish The Story by bevelled-edge, literature
Literature
Week 4- Finish The Story
-The First Paragraph-----------------------------------------------
"You really think you know what you're doing?" She asked me, tugging my ski mask down around my chin.
I pulled it back up just enough to expose my mouth, "Of course I know what I'm doing. How long have I been planning for this, Rubes?"
"I dunno – I guess a long time," Talking softly, her gaze moved swiftly from her feet and over the pile of clothes that sat in heaps on the motel bed.
"Remember, this is for you," I grabbed her face, sliding my palms across her cheeks and stopping them at her earlobes, "This is all for you."
Ruby's deep brown eyes tried to swallow my inten
Week 4- Finish The Story by bevelled-edge, literature
Literature
Week 4- Finish The Story
-The First Paragraph-----------------------------------------------
"You really think you know what you're doing?" She asked me, tugging my ski mask down around my chin.
I pulled it back up just enough to expose my mouth, "Of course I know what I'm doing. How long have I been planning for this, Rubes?"
"I dunno – I guess a long time," Talking softly, her gaze moved swiftly from her feet and over the pile of clothes that sat in heaps on the motel bed.
"Remember, this is for you," I grabbed her face, sliding my palms across her cheeks and stopping them at her earlobes, "This is all for you."
Ruby's deep brown eyes tried to swallow my inten
The Time Before - a creation story
Before Uithol, the Forger, created the planets and the gods, there was only energy. He looked around him and knew that nothing could grow in the chaotic and unstable forces around him so he set forth to tame them. Starting with the worst points in the chaos, he forced them into the shapes of planets and stars. This was difficult for the energy was too strong and many of his constructions were destroyed as he made them. Uithol persevered until not even he could count his creations. With so much of the energy bottled up in constructs, the rest of the energy was considerably more manageable, but stil
We called him the Phantom Shitter. To this day, I will never forget his trademark calling cards. I will never forget the signature stench before entering the bathroom to know that someone, from somewhere within the residence, had left a turd treat for me to discover. Sometimes it was in the toilet. Sometimes it was on the toilet. One time it was on the shower curtain, and crusted over because nobody wanted to touch it. Subsequently, nobody wanted to clean it because it had crusted over. The Phantom's shenanigans continued for quite some time, his identity a mystery, but he drew the line when he took a dump in a towel and handed it in t
Trinity
The sun filtered through the blinds, onto the bed I was lieing in. I enjoyed the moment, knowing it was wednesday and i had that day off.
I was startled out of my revire by a large MIOW!this was unexpected since I didnt own a cat at the moment since Baraby died a couple of months ago. I sat up in bed looking around for the source of the sound, it was coming from the window..but that was imposible! my bedroom was on the second floor. But another distinct miow caused me to jump out of bed and roll up the blinds. And there it was a beautifull tabby, it had three stripes running form its eyes to its tail, which gave it a striking appera
I stood in the doorway, staring at the room before me. The party was here indeed. The room seemed to echo the maddening cries of silence. I somehow knew my eyes were screaming, flowing with the melody of eternal slumber. This comatose state of thinking seemed to afflict everything in the room, not only myself.
Finally this morose slumber was broken as the rustic grandfather-clock chimed. It was 3 in the morning, I was alone. Yes, the party was here. Adorned in my best attire, I was determined to have the last dance of the evening, and I would.
I made my way into the room as my infatuate rest was slain by the eternal chiming of the clock. It
Black Beginnings
She watched the black paint spread, taking over and creating that ominous feeling. It seemed to take on a life of its own as it slid down the canvas. She delighted in the effect the black had on her painting. The painting, like herself, had been a source of joy and light once. Now, both had gone cold, masked beneath a dark exterior.
As a girl, her favorite color had been purple. Purple was bright and happy – not quite as cliched as pink, but girly nonetheless. Color was often a subtle way in which she expressed herself. With time, her favorites shifted to the cool colors: blues and greens. Although b
Junkyard Dreamers- Story One by jades-n-rubies, literature
Literature
Junkyard Dreamers- Story One
Junkyard Dreamers
Story one
Amongst the pavement was a seemingly plopped down brick building. It stood parallel to the Twin Lakes Mall and was next to a drive- thru ATM.
It was called, "McFee's Royal Burgers" and it housed the best in greasy potatoes and soy-packed burgers…
"You remember when that stupid ass guy pissed in the fry grease? And then these old people came and ordered a large fry and we watched them eat them? That was the nastiest shit I have ever seen, man…"
His blue eyes searched mine for even the slightest hint of remembrance followed by disgust. I gave the face to him so he would leave me alone. I had to mop the floors
BE's Latest News
BE is looking for new leadership. If you'd be interested in restoring this club to the glory days of high activity that it enjoyed under jades-n-rubies (https://www.deviantart.com/jades-n-rubies), please note the club with the following application filled out:
1) How will you make members more interested in participating in BE activities?
2) What new features would you add to BE?
3) List three writing prompts you would use for the Assignment or Almighty BE Challenge in the future.
March Madness is done. But on the bright side, we've got a monthly and a new BE Challenge. Enter them or you shall be smitten.
We have a Writer's Resource Center! Anyone with an ar
March Madness is probably dead.
~yatsu (https://www.deviantart.com/yatsu)
1) In Anticipation of Her Thirtieth Birthday http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/49984287/
2) Untitled http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/50252200/
3) Runaway http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/50321841/
4) The Wausau Libraryhttp://www.deviantart.com/deviation/50684686/
5) The Royal Familay http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/50751516/
6) The Crash http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/50944715/
On behalf of =darkdescartes who has donated their prize to this community...
Your 12 month Subcription First prize for my addiction competition has been processed and you should have recieved it. Please let me know if there are any problems.
Thank you, and again congratulations for your work!