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.
I lay down on my little raft and begged for passersby to cut me loose. The knots keeping me on shore were wet and tight and there was no use trying to . . . it goes on – however, this piece is for writers.