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.
Half awake on a day-after-Christmas morn, Todd bedragged his bedraggled form whence unkempt bedstand down hall to kitchen wherest he unpacked the nearest box of Half-Sized-Double-Nut Crunchmallow into triple-sized punch bowl and . . . it goes on – however, this piece is for writers.