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Chicken and dumplings

I totally agree with Corra about this being an uncomfortable loophole.  Short of pulling the heckler through the screen and boxing his/her ears in the form of vigilante justice, it appears to be something Sol will have to address. 

I just realized through this thread I could go into the posts of the ones I have blocked and leave all manner of retaliatory remarks on their work, but they can't reciprocate.  I can even change some of the comments I've made on previous exchanged reviews.  hmmm...  I wouldn't, however, do that... well, maybe...nah!  Not worth the effort since we're all adults here, but maybe just one sharp jab... nah!  Not my style, but ...  thanks, Dill.  You don't know how long I've wanted to ... 

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MJ

Dill, I just checked on a particular person I have blocked, and I can still go to their profile and their posts and I can do an inline or a regular review on their stuff.  They just can't on mine, apparently, so I think it doesn't work both ways.  I am not sure how you go about blocking them if you can't see that person's profile.  Maybe a question for Sol.

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The good thing about making the changes as early as possible is you don't keep getting the same errors pointed out by the ones who come in later.  With me, I post a chapter, make changes suggested by our great reviewers on here, but then go ahead and post the next chapter when it's ready.  You will find your rhythm and what works best for you.

Glad to have you on board, Pat.  Welcome again.  Good luck with your story.

MJ

OMG!  Love the subtle humor in that!  Good one, Dill!

I like that idea, J P.  Maybe relax the genre a little to include ghost story and/or horror since Halloween is approaching.  I think if we make the genre reach out further, we may have more entries.  I look forward to reading some great stories.

You can edit it anytime between the time you post it and the deadline for the contest to end.  It does nothing to what you've posted because the judges don't start until all of them are in.

As for length, we could say it has to be something like 'no less than 3000 words, no more than 5000 words.'  Some folks like long stories; others may not want to make it their primary writing project.

I personally don't write horror stories, and the majority of them I don't like to read.  But I think we have some great writers on here who would excel in it.  I don't mind reading some for the contest, and believe it would be a hoot!!

There are so many great ideas out there.  The one we just finished with the laundromat photo was the most fun one I've ever participated in.  I loved all the cool stories that came from that one!  Poetry would be out for me, but there are some great writers on here (including YOU, Mike Jackson) who could do justice to that category.   I have a suggestion (since Christmas will be here in 122 days from today).  How about a Christmas tale, any genre??  We could name the M.C. Elroy (or whatever) and have everyone write a story around that name.  We would then see just how naughty or nice little Elroy can be. 

Just a thought!!  Anybody else????

Scary, huh?  When I look at the delusional leader of this country, it scares me to think he is the one in control of my fate.  What sad times we live in.  It's not because I did or did not vote for him.  It's because I am way too smart to drink this fool's kool-aid, and I will not be led over the cliff with him and his kind.  He is an out-of-control lying maniac, and our country is in serious danger of extinction.   I am always more than willing to work with the one in office, regardless of what my vote said, but this one stretches my ability to do so.  He has wreaked more havoc in his 200 days in office than any other president in the history of our country did in his entire tenure.  The song 'Where Have All the Flowers Gone' by Peter, Paul, and Mary is an accurate depiction of the times we're living in today, which is a vicious circle of self-destruction:  in that song, all the flowers disappear because young girls picked them; all young girls disappear because they took husbands; all husbands became soldiers, then went to graveyards, and all the graveyards were then covered with the flowers picked by the young girls. The compelling question in that song is 'when will they ever learn?'  It applies today.

It probably is true because so many people disrespect animals.  If someone took that steel rod and thrashed that fool across his head a few times, he would never do it again.  I firmly believe the punishment for animal abusers is to give them exactly what they dished out.  I have no sympathy for abusers.  Most of the people on death row were also animal abusers.

Aw, Bill, donkeys are not stubborn.  They think things through very thoroughly before they decide to act.  A donkey's nature is to make sure everything is safe before they move, so they might be considered 'stubborn' from a human view point. From my view point as a donkey rescuer, they are the smartest of all the animals that live in a pasture. They never forget anything, and if you've ever been mean to one, they remember it forever.  Highly protective of their young, and they teach them manners from the time they are born.  A donkey momma is stern and no-nonsense.  She will knock her baby's legs out from under him if he does something that would get him in trouble later down the road. 

Sorry to hear about the loss of your lot next door.  I've been there, so I know the feeling.  Before we bought our farm, we lived in a nice subdivision, and we had a huge vacant lot next to us.  It was wooded and quiet, but sloped downhill to the left and had some deep gullies in it.  The birds and deer enjoyed mingling there.  It remained that way for more than 20 years.  Then one day I came home from work and saw equipment cleaning off the lot.  They hauled in top soil, leveled the lot and the gullies, and build a house on it.  The new owners had 5 small kids, and they were loud and obnoxious.  Time for us to move.  That's when we bought the farm, and from my house I cannot see any other houses.  I have neighbors, but don't know any of them.  We never see each other, and I don't even know their names, even though we've lived in the same vicinity now for more than 20 years.  I do love my solitude.