We sit here, facing each other across this coffee table, mugs in hand. A moment passes, and then another, and one more - and nothing happens.

"Isn't it getting to be that time?" You'll eventually ask, and I will ponder the sentiment for a multitude of moments. And just when I know that you're about to tell me that, in fact, I'm definitely running ( Read more... )

Some of the best times in my life - and most certainly my writing career - from this competition, and so to have the privilege of entering it again is one that I can't pass up. I look forward to reading more and writing more, and I will wax no more poetic here, for I'm sure there's going to be more than enough of that in the weeks ahead. I might ( Read more... )

This is an arena, my friend, a colosseum that is the pride of this country, where spectators come to spend their time, a currency above any other. It is a competition, my fellow gladiator, where we must demonstrate our skills, our cunning, our masteries. And it is a battle, my enemy, against me and every person that is in here with you, for only ( Read more... )