"Futility: You miss 100% of the shots you don't take...and statistically speaking, 99% of the shots you do."

She typed in the words and picked a font color...slightly off red. And a picture to go with it...what? A basketball hoop, on an empty court... Yeah, that would do it ( Read more... )

His heart sank. She was there at the next table, a mere three feet away, leaving behind the remains of her mostly eaten meal, about to walk out of his life…perhaps forever. And he'd never said what he felt. In a few moments it would be too late. He loved her…[backspace, backspace, backspace ( Read more... )

It was two weeks into the contest, and things looked bright for waveform_delta: with talent, ambition, and hair George Clooney would give his first born to possess, how could he lose? The young author seemed to have it all. And then suddenly, without warning, the unthinkable happened: Elimination ( Read more... )