September 26, 2009

A little introduction to the Here Be Monsters process

It was a dark and stormy night.  In the dank basement, the harried writers huddled around a frugal meal of chips and pizza dough.  Ginger ale flowed to still their restless souls.  Somewhere, ghosts of dead pulp authors lay watching, silently biding their time.  A sweaty hand dipped into the cracked bowl and drew the first prompt.  The writer read it with a troubled heart, "Write a story involving an anthropomorphic muffin."  A scream rent the night.  It had begun.

1 comment:

  1. I am tempted to post my anthropomorphic muffin story here later this week. I wrote it with pen and paper so I'll have to find it and type it out. It had a second prompt, an old church if I am not mistaken...