Hello there, and Happy Thanksgiving to you, if you’re in the US! And if not, well, I promise it’s supposed to be about gratitude, not gluttony, and we’re all grateful you’re here. For what are tales without readers, art without viewers, and challenges without try-fail cycles, so that success can be all the more sweet?
Here’s how it works. Email an idea to email@example.com, and get put in for a direct trade. There’s no penalty for not completing it (but we all learned good habits during National Novel Writing Month, right? ….right?), but if that’s too much pressure, just put “spare” in the subject line, and it’s up for anyone to get inspired by. That’s it!
So here are your trades:
|AC Young||The Delarian Sapphire had been the cause of much bloodshed. Ancient lore said that whoever held it could command the (widely believed to be mythical) Blue Dragons.||Cedar Sanderson|
|nother Mike||It was when the neighbor took his pet squid for a walk that the trouble began…||Fiona Grey|
|Cedar Sanderson||They are almost more work when teenagers than as toddlers||Leigh Kimmel|
|Leigh Kimmel||The hozone is the place where socks go when they vanish in the wash. So where is the place all those receipts vanish off to when you desperately need them?||nother Mike|
|Fiona Grey||“And if ’twere true, then all as we know it were lost,” the old woman cackled to the tavern’s crowd. She did not fail to notice the gleam in one listener’s eye as he slipped off to try what she’d just warned against. But that’s exactly what she wanted.||AC Young|
And here are your spares, stoic and spartan, secretly longing for a home. They’re like kittens, really, you just have to make it past the steely façade.
|Spare||The ad offered high pay for surrogate mothers…|
|Spare||The cat in the store was wearing a patch over one eye…|
|Spare||That night, an angel knocked on the door…|
|Spare||The gryphon queen needed just one more thing.|
See you next week in the comments!
Header image by Fiona Grey, blurred fish