Coming this December! THE seasonal short story writing challenge. ICE. YOUR. CALENDARS.
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Coming this December! THE seasonal short story writing challenge. ICE. YOUR. CALENDARS.
What does this mean? It’s quite the teaser. We Jews need to unite around something fun. Eight nights. Eight potato pancakes. Eight flames. — 888 words. Maybe I’ll try to organize this.
Hmmm.
But who will make my button?
Shalom. I’ll work on the button. The gentiles are FOREVER trying to push us out!!!! So what if I get a tree and open presents on the 25th and don’t even believe in God? I still light the menorrah – from right to left.
Hahaha! I don’t feel pushed out. I just wish I came up with this idea first. And I don’t even know what it is yet!
Well, it is certainly not any kind of CHRISTMAS obstacle course. It’s just a challenge to write nine short stories about a group of reindeer…who happen to be members of an Antler Club in Iceland and have had to live all their lives bearing names common to THAT “seasonal” story.
I’m trying to think outside the box, people. (This is why I only do a couple of challenges a year. It’s a flipping challenge.)
*grin*
Outstanding. I’d like to be the unknown reindeer: Hotty.
Ah, I think that’s another story…one that I’d like to hear about one day.
I’m feeling very verklempt right now, people!
Don’t cry, baby . . . http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PDXEgBh0TF0
I’m glad you mensch-oned this video. *snort*
It’s a classic!
This is the very reason I used the word “seasonal” and omitted “Santa’s” from in front of “reindeer.” This is an all denomination challenge…it’s just a coincidence their names are Donner, Prancer, etc.
Everyone loves reindeer. Right?
No. No, no, no, no, no. No. No!
Ho ho ho?
No no no!
I will not do it on a blog. In your wheel I’ll be no cog. I will not bark like a dog.
Well, okay. Bah humbug.
Good one…Tiny Tom.
God bless us. Every one!
I’m going to dedicate one story to you and I’ve already hand-picked the beast who will be your patron. Shhhh! I’m not telling.
Let the reindeer games begin!
Then let the reindeer poop be EVER in your favor. I can’t wait. Really. I can’t.
Am i allowed to admit that I don’t know where the number “243″ came from??
And you the great unwashed…scientist! The reasoning behind 243 will become clear once I post the post with details on the challenge. However, since it’s you asking… it’s based on three things (nine days, nine stories, nine reindeer) so three times nine for 27 and then because that’s not long enough for a short story (never mind BlogShorts was 30 words) I ended up with 3 x 9 x 9 = 243 words.
See? Very scientific.
243 words… that’s a hoot! A ho ho ho hoot!
I cannot wait. Well, I can wait. And, I will wait. But, my foot is tapping in anticipation.
Well, the challenge is not until December 11 so I’d give that foot a rest if I were you. You don’t want to give yourself a boo-boo, honey.
I suppose you’re right. Besides, Rob is getting annoyed that the table is shaking due to my toe tapping.
*Grin*
Sweet! I look forward to this. AND, we get 99 more words to work with this year. Yay!
Well, I figured reindeer can be difficult what with being so misunderstood and all.