No thematic constraints. Any verse will do. Send submissions to mark.hagen@ic.ac.uk by the 1st of June, whereupon I will post them all and voting will commence.
All submission emails must have something reverent about the Whale Father in the subject line. Also (SHAV), don't post your submissions directly in this thread and make me rewrite history (SHAV)!
Voting rules will be slightly different from last time to give voters more range in expressing preferences, so I will post them immediately before voting actually begins.
Off you go.
EDIT Any submissions from schakuhr will be heavily scrutinised due to previous plagiaristic antics.
Originally posted by royalchickenDoes this mean I've not to post a story here?
No thematic constraints. Any verse will do. Send submissions to mark.hagen@ic.ac.uk by the 1st of June, whereupon I will post them all and voting will commence.
All submission emails must have something reverent about the Whale Father in the subject line. Also (SHAV), don't post your submissions directly in this thread and make me rewrite history ...[text shortened]... Any submissions from schakuhr will be heavily scrutinised due to previous plagiaristic antics.
Originally posted by StarrmanAfraid not; please fire it over again.
Do you still have my entry from last time this didn't kick off?
That's not to say everyone can assume Starrman's entering, people. The secrecy of the entries is preserved by the PM I just received from same saying:
"Why would I enter your fool verse competitions anyway, fool?"
The same goes for Shav. He wanted to enter, but is too busy listening to the soothing, vaguely erotic tones of belching Indian women.
Originally posted by royalchickenActually you're right, I was going to ask you not to enter it if you still had it, I don't think I'm happy with the idea now.
Afraid not; please fire it over again.
That's not to say everyone can assume Starrman's entering, people. The secrecy of the entries is preserved by the PM I just received from same saying:
"Why would I enter your fool verse competitions anyway, fool?"
The same goes for Shav. He wanted to enter, but is too busy listening to the soothing, vaguely erotic tones of belching Indian women.