There's a lot of stuff growing in The Land, but you've got to be a writer to see it all. We push a selection out to a superfeed for public viewership. The rest — along with replies and revisions — is workshop material.
Three men lie sleeping around a fire. Around them is a great maze of woods. They are lost. The fire crackles. What was that? I don’t know. It sounded like — Where’s Terri? Shh . . . it goes on – however, this piece is for writers.