join us
{it's free}
already a member?
SIGN IN
home recent triggers submit trigger news  
Four times a day,
we help you
get the words out.
Write in any genre in
300 words or less.
Hit publish.
Read. Be Read.
Write. Now.
JOIN US!
janelle
please, sing my praises when i'm alive

i can't hear you once the coffins closed
VonBHorn
It was awful.  Not the worst book I'd ever read, but that didn't mean it wasn't awful.  His plot had disintegrated halfway through the book; I didn't even read the second half for fear of what meandering nonsense it may hold.  And who edited this thing?  His wife?  Punctuat(more)
fordprefect
praises, sung from the chandelier  
praises, sung from the handle
of the now open door

words still dripping
off the walls (more)
Rocinante
You graduate from college on a balmy June Sunday. There is a large tent providing shade from the unrelenting sun. Your president speaks at commencement commending your achievements, but not your achievements, really the achievements of your class. Your parents sit five rows back, twelve chairs to the left(more)