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"Elvis 101: All Shook Up!"
Literati!
Those cowboys don’t mess around. Gary Clark, whose own stories were real contenderfoots themselves in this contest, has announced the winner. And it looks like we are establishing a tradition here. Gary won our last contest The Last Word, which showed me and the boys (I love cowboy-speak) the man [...]
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Literati!
Our judge for this contest, the cowboy Gary Clark, has reach a decision! (Texan’s don’t procrastinate, but apparently the pro castrate, as this email reveals.)
So with complete faith and trust in me to do no harm, Gary sent me this confidential email, which will soon be broadcast throughout cyberspace.
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Gentle readers,
Feel the rhythm, feel the beat, hear the words and stamp your feet. Yes folks, feast your eyes upon Diane Cresswell’s entry for the Elvis 101 write-off. It’s life Jim, but not as we know it, thankfully.
In The Ghetto
by Diane Cresswell
Hurry, her frantic mind screamed…hide now…he’s [...]
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Glitterati!
101 is such a small little number. 101 raisins wouldn’t fill a jar, but 101 words from Peggy R Dobbs are enough to fill a heart. Here’s Peggy’s finalist entry in tribute to the King.
Paralyzed
by Peggy R Dobbs
“Excuse me…Mr. Morgan”?
“I’m Tom Morgan”, said the grieving father, [...]
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Literati!
You are not likely to see more imagination in 101 words as you do in this finalist entry by Jack Horne, who pops across the pond from time to time to entertain us all. Jack Horne out-henries O’Henry with this one. See what you think.
You’re the Reason I’m Living
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Friends, readers and lovers of the word, here’s the second of our finalists to write a little something in honor of the King. I give you Mr Mac Eagan, also known as Enigmatic Eagan from this day forward. Enjoy…
And the Grass Won’t Pay No Mind
by
Mac Eagan
“Tulip.”
“A cape.” [...]
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Literati!
Jon Tobias, whom I had the pleasure to meet at the A Word with You Press booth at last weekend’s L.A. Times Festival of Books booth at USC, is one of the finalists singled out by that singular Texan Gary Clark (note: Gary speaks French, and probably eats quiche. And [...]
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Howdy, etc! Okay, our judge for this contest has narrowed it down to five writers who will now be required to produce another Elvis 101, taking as its inspiration a song title that nobody has used so far.
Here’s Gary to talk about his choices, in his own words….
Thank you, [...]
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Blue Moon of Kentucky
by Stephen Baum
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Ah, Elvis. He sung Blue Moon of Kentucky on the “B” side of his first release, “It’s All right, Momma”. The song was a cover of the country waltz written and popularized by the great Bill Monroe.
Any of you ever [...]
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Well amigos,
The Elvis 101 contest ends on Thursday at Midnight, Californian time.
But then what? Well, stick around because it’s all about to get very interesting indeed, pardners.
Here’s the deal. Firstly, our contest judge will select five finalists. Then they will have a shoot-out, sorry, write-off, which you the [...]
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Are you lonesome tonight?
by Beth Winchcombe
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All we’ve got now to join us together is the moon, shining way above!
It looks so close I could reach out and touch it.
It shines down on the water, I reach out but it’s only a reflection. It’s as [...]
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Crying in the Chapel
by Jack Horne
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The coffin stood in isolation on the bier.
I squeezed Sarah’s hand, but she continued to cry.
Forgetting the name of the dearly departed, the vicar referred to his notes.
I looked over my shoulder at the others. Not a dry [...]
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I Forgot to Remember to Forget
by
Ann Bancroft
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His wife digs in the black soil, planting a bulb in each hole, measuring three inches deep by the spade. A ringlet of penny-colored hair, that hair that had once so captivated him, falls over her [...]
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Trouble
by Rick Kohl
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Day 3. The winds really picked up last night. As wrapped up as I was in my thermal blanket, I was still cold. The morning broke as if I were seeing the sky for the first time. It renewed my spirits and helped me [...]
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One Broken Heart For Sale
by Diane Cresswell
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She never thought that she could be a fool again. Life suddenly acquired an unwelcomed desolation to it as an unrelenting frozen tundra.
Love rarely looks graciously on her. It did when he arrived. She had thought he would [...]
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I Miss You
by Loree Hill
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“Hi, Mom,” Rochelle knelt in the grass, resting the orange tulips against the headstone.
“My birthday was Friday. I put on happy face for Dad, but it was awful. My wish didn’t come true; you didn’t come back. Everyone knows thirteen’s an [...]
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Alright, Okay, You Win
by Mari Maiko
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“You jabbered forever at the party! “ Myrlie Thomas nagged at her husband, Phil. “You let your mouth run off – again. You work on that motormouth of yours.”
“Yes dear.”
“Another thing you’ve let run off is the yard. Just [...]
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Turn Around, Look at Me
by Loree Hill
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Are you lonesome tonight, brown-eyed handsome man sitting on Blueberry Hill, in your big boots, the blue river below, blue moon above staring down at the bridge over troubled water? Fool. Don’t you think its time to forget faded love [...]
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And I love you so
by Kristy Webster
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I forget sometimes that my father was once young and that inside him somewhere, is a Montana farm boy climbing trees and falling off horses. I forget that none of us ever really overcomes loneliness, that it follows us, and [...]
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Amazing Grace
by M. Stang
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August, 1977
“Chief? You wanted to see me?”
“Get in here. Then get outta here. You’re on the next flight to Memphis.”
“What?”
“The King is dead. Found tits down in the bathroom at Graceland. Day’s Inn on Beale has your name.”
After [...]
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