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.
It was raining hard. My fiancée’s grandfather took off his clothes and ran out into the downpour. He soaped himself with the soap that was supposed to be for his horse. “But . . . it goes on – however, this piece is for writers.