I gleaned a ton of blogging folder while disconnected from the virtual world for more than an agonizing week. Upcoming posts will hit on slave boys in leather shorts, haunted hotels and slot machine jackpots.
In the meantime, let me plug an amazing bare-knuckle brawl of words going on over at Cruising Altitude 2.0. The concept is based on the immaculate movie Fight Club and pits anonymous flash fiction pieces of 500 words or less against one another. You can submit at any point over the next 12 weeks. Check it out.
So, I’m taking care of the 1st RULE: You MUST talk about WRiTE CLUB.
Now, to tease you with the thought that I have entered a kick-ass piece, but dangle the bar of soap just out of reach by adhering to the 2nd RULE:
You DO NOT talk about WRiTE CLUB – Once the competition begins you are not allowed to solicit votes. All of the writing entries are anonymous, and we want it to stay that way.
My pen name for the contest springs from the concept used in the FF piece. That alias echoes the immortal words of Tyler Durden:
Hey, you created me. I didn’t create some loser alter-ego to make myself feel better. Take some responsibility!
I can say no more.
Shirt ripped off, sweat glistening, under-skin anger brewing. Fight!