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.
There was a bang and a jolt. Tossing aside the shreds of uneaten shirt, Todd carefully stood up, steadying himself against the cold titanium wall, still unsure of his legs. He had . . . it goes on – however, this piece is for writers.