Janet Reid, Literary Agent. At one point I thought "oh hell, we're going to have three winners, where am I going to get extra ARCs" cause you guyz really pulled out the stops this time. There were a couple of entries that I liked but didn't quite understand. Herewith the results: Not quite a story, but amazing! Dellcartoons 9: 3.

Not quite a story but deliciously clever Ly Kesse 7: 2. Nominees for the Steve Forti Amazingly Deft Word Prompt Manipulation Award Dellcartoons 9: 3. Tea Leave 3: 5. 6pm I’ll die in the cold and the dar The very idea that Her Grace, the Duchess of Yowl would seen near, let alone atop a dumptster boggles the mind!! Jennifer Delozier Kudos for just cracking me up! Sarah Jensen 1. 1: 0. Special recognition for a lovely and lyrical post that resonates with those of us who know the backstory.

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Melanie Sue Bowles 3: 0. Special recognition for a great line: Timothy Lowe 6: 4. I am still lithe, thin as a shadow, softer than murder on black, muddy feet.

Here's the long list: Barbara Lund 1. Jennifer R. Donohue Colin Smith 1. D Willadsen 1. 2: 2. John Davis (manuscript) Frain 2: 0. And the short list: Richelle Elberg.

I rose today in Dar es Salaam. Yesterday, it was Newark. New Jersey has no idea the debt owed it. Dayweaver has a sense of humor.) But Kilimanjaro was tough to summit; I’m tired.

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I trudge across this beehive of a city. Hot flesh chafes; lives shout and whisper in Swahili. All lost if I do not reach him. Shadows lengthen. Watch Bridget Jones: The Edge Of Reason Online (2017). Finally! I see it, a sunbird, purple, blue, yellow.

It leads me to him. In his magic loom, the Tapestry of Tomorrow is fully woven. Intricate. Resplendent.“Ravi.” Dayweaver smiles. You’re here.”And so I will rise again tomorrow.

One of the things I liked here was how the prompt word dar was worked in to a location. I love maps and knowing where things are is a real passion. And I love the concept of this story; rebirth, journey, rebirth.

The writing is crisp and elegant. Michael Seese. Countless cameras flash as I step onto the red carpet and into the glare of scrutiny. I spackle on the magic smile, and they buy the act.

They can't see the shadow of shame consuming my flesh. Starstruck, they weave realities, imagining what it's like. Fame. Fortune. Glamour.

Some of us made deals with the devil.“You can be a star, darling. I just need one thing..”Others said “No deal.” But he took their soul anyway. I escape into the lobby.

And breathe. Surreptitiously eyeing the other Beautiful People, I wonder how many are thinking what I am.#Me. Too This is both topical and timeless. The writing is utterly splendid (of course, it's Michael Seese, we've come to expect no less) Amy Johnson 1. Young girl dream weaver. Wannabe high achiever. Sleeps on a creaky cot.

Wants her frozen waffles hot. Electric’s shut off. Hand- washing brother’s socks. Shadows call. Forget it all. Life’s a joke. Take a toke.

Take a jump. Off a wall. Fall. Fall. Fall. Along comes neighbor lady. Says that she’ll watch the baby. Won’t charge your mom a dime. Just get to school on time.

Now she got the magic key. Real generosity. Night and day. Night. And. Day. Turns each F into an A. Dream weaver’s going far.

College on the radar. Gonna be a superstar. A superstar. I love the rhythm of this entry with all my heart. Amy Schaefer 1: 1. It took a long time to realize what was happening. I trod our regular route through the park. Bought cheddar scones.

Went cycling and to the movies, just like when she was alive. I was more shadower than widower. But when I was ready to try a new path, invisible claws gripped my flesh and spun me around. My mouth ordered black- coffee- no- sugars.

I only wore old clothes. As always. She used to weave red- nailed fingers through my hair. I curse you to be mine forever.” “I accept.”Words we chanted countless times – our call- and- response. I guess love’s magic is real.

This writing is so clear and precise you can see what's happening in your mind's eye. And that lovely twist at the end (love's magic not being all that romantic!) makes this entry very special. Brig 5: 2. 2pm. Lady Octavia Summers was known for two things. Being very not nice; and being ever so good at it. She was also rich, which was why two young bucks stood before her. Lord Flourish was so well turned out he was almost in again.‘My lady.

How handsome you are’. In contrast, Mr. Townsend’s feature was his silence. He nodded. She nodded.

He nodded. She nodded. When he went to nod again she rang a little bell, which thankfully did the trick. She made her decision. But alas, a daring shadow magic flesh- weaver’s wayward steamroller flattened her. The villagers rejoiced.

This is hilarious and utterly lovely at the same time, which. Just Jan 7: 4. 2pm. Joey was a greenhorn; a kid, really.

Ed was older, but not necessarily wiser. She killed them slowly, while they struggled helplessly against her silken bonds. She’s a master manipulator- -a weaver of webs so complex most never catch on until it’s too late. And she’s coming for me. Darling,” she says, her voice dripping with saccharine, “come closer. I can’t see you.”I remain in the shadows, poised to pray, until curiosity gets the best of her.

She scuttles forward. I work my magic: One strike and her flesh is mine. Wherever you are boys, this one’s for you. As you know by now I'm a sucker for off- beat points of view and this one is a gem. I'm sure you all get that "she" is the spider, but do you know who's telling the story? One word is a clue.

Sherin Nicole 1. 0: 1. Flesh forms a prison. Bones call to the reapers.” “What of blood?” the Darkness asked, fading to grey in eagerness.

I dared not breathe.“Blood is mercurial, but the threads of reality beneath the fingertips of weavers is a magic neither dark nor light.”The unspoken hung in the black. The Darkness craved infinite unseen mornings. Baited and hooked, it stitched itself to my heels. Darkness became shadow. So close.“We cannot go on eight legs,” I whispered.

Breathless.“Sixteen,” it countered but obliged. The fiber of my being unraveled; a familiar ache. I stood rewoven. Woman again. Arachne again. I'm not exactly sure what this is, but the imagery and the. I can't stop reading it. It's almost a poem, really.

Shauna Sanders 1. Lucy,How are you? I’m okay. I spent the day cleaning cobwebs—pushing back the shadows, mom always said. I found your baby doll—such a darling find—real eyelashes, porcelain softer than flesh.

I don’t believe in magic, but I stood it on the bedside table and slept all night without dreaming. I want you to have it, but I can only send letters, and you never visit. Are you still angry?

You know how hard it is to tell the difference between a weaver and a recluse. Surely the scars have faded by now. Come soon. Love. This just cracks me up. It's funny, and also poignant. Very nice writing. Kate Outhwaite. At awkward, inconvenient times (a meeting, a phone call, an interview)the time- weaver slips from my mental shadows and, with vile magic, sucks me back. A cold, wet bus stop; a family friend with a warm, dry car.

How’s school?” “Are there any boys you like?” A fleshy hand rests on my thigh, a moment too long and a fraction too high to mistake intent. A frozen heartbeat, a change of breathing and a single word, “Out.” A bullet dodged, I walk the long way home. I never tell. But, in awkward, inconvenient times, I choose the darker path.

There's nothing to add to this. Watch Still Waters Dailymotion more. It's gorgeous, haunting and deeply moving. That last line is what elevates it to truly amazing.

Cynthia. Mc 7: 4. Don't trust a redcoat, Sallie," Papa said."James is different, Papa."They eloped in shadow. DAR lineage - check."Flesh is weak," James said.. You'd kill me if you could get away with it.""Drat modern forensics," Sallie said. Her tapestry was a hit at Yorktown re- enactment.

She is quite the weaver," DAR President gushed."Magical," said James, resplendent in his redcoat. We could walk right into it."Just for fun, they did - right into the Battle of Yorktown. You said it wouldn't work again," James said."I didn't think it would."James reached for his bayonet.

Sallie gave it to him.