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All except the crying part.
So, here's how it broke down and I don't know if you're counting, but we only got
11 stories out of a lottery that should have involved 12. Meaning somebody is
already down -2 points. Let me go back and assign the names and tabulate the
points…
Done. Here you are, your victors, being victorious.
Best Westerns: 3,5,3,4,4,-2=17
Quilted Northerns: 4,3,4,3,4,5=23
Just a couple of side notes: I thought Ben Thietje's story was infact Rachel Ann
Flynn's work. Secondly, I thought with a power house as the likes of Best
Westerns, we'd never see them fall. Good Work Quilted Norskies! Third, of all
the people I never thought would not submit would be Joshua Morris. The man of
many talents and even less time surely would have climbed the rungs to the top
three, even if only in my own mind.
Kelly's side now.
WINNERS: QUILTED NORTHERNS!
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As before, we read these without knowing who had written them; all comments I made
were before finding out who wrote what and before adding the parenthetical that says
who wrote it. After the tildes are the stories; after the triple-dashes are my ham-fisted
commentary and score. So here we go with the four on four…
Oh, and I didn't do a clever Lebowski gimmick like Ryan. I didn't even know he was
doing it, the clever bastard!
~While digging, Frank thought about waitng. Daily, he waited for the bus to take him to
his insignificant job. Nightly, he waited for his phone to ring. It never did. He waited for
life to get better. When he reached ten feet into the ground, Frank placed a hose in the
hole, turned it on, climbed down, and waited.
---Here's a little note for you: when I wrote my Fiction 59 story a couple years ago, it
too was a suicide story. There's certainly an ending to this, that's for sure. I like the
actual form of the suicide too (if you can think of one that none of my friends have used
yet, you've got a creative one. That's sick but true). This one gets 4 (Patrick Kozicky,
Enigmatic Southern Gentlemen)
~I wrote a story for you today
As fast as I could, the pencil of wood
Now I am in a state of dismay.
You see Mr. Kelly, my story was clever,
You, Ryan and gerbils GALORE.