Evil Editor's unpaid assistant had been reading slush sixteen hours a day, seven days a week, ever since college had let out for Christmas vacation. "I want to go home," she said. "It's Sunday, it's New Year's Eve, and it's freezing in here."
"I told you before," Evil Editor told her again, "if you get cold, shovel some manuscripts into the furnace. Heating fuel is expensive. Manuscripts are a dime a dozen. And not my dime."
"But I worked Christmas. And I have a date. Have a heart, Master."
"All right, already," EE told her. "Anything's better than listening to your whining. Be back by five A.M., or you can forget about that job recommendation."
Five minutes passed. There came a knock on the door. "Now who could that be at eleven o'clock New Year's Eve?" Evil Editor grumbled.
That's the opening. I'm looking for continuations. Could be mystery, romance, science fiction, fantasy, literary fiction, horror . . .
The best of each genre will be posted New Year's Eve and New Year's Day. If you want to be credited, include the name.
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When's the deadline?
Dec. 31, noon.
Huh, seems a little reminiscent of A Christmas Carol... :)
I wrote my continuation to the glorious strains of Das Rheingold and finished it just at the point where Alberich curses the ring.
Word count limit?
350
ARGH! 350 words, but I wrote 1000
Send it. There's a grandfather clause if you wrote it before the rule was published.
Sorry to keep asking questions, but -- send as email or comments?
Either. Both come to me as email.
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