When I was seventeen I wrote a poem called Chess. I found it recently, re-edited it and submitted it to Bewildering Stories, who liked it and published it today! To find out what a strange little teenager I was, click on the link to the right.
I still have like a hundred copies of that by the way, if you ever need a dozen or so :) maybe if I keep it until you're famous I could even sell them and make myself rich beyond my wildest dreams... or at least afford a Mars Bar...
One time I was at a holiday campsite in Brittany. They had outdoor chess. When you finished you had to put the chessmen away in a shed with a padlock. But the weird thing was that they had seperate sheds for the black and white chessmen. The only explanation I can think of is that it was to stop them from fighting each other.
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You read it in The Magazine first folks ;)
I still have like a hundred copies of that by the way, if you ever need a dozen or so :) maybe if I keep it until you're famous I could even sell them and make myself rich beyond my wildest dreams... or at least afford a Mars Bar...
Yeah, they'll be worth a fortune
;)
Wonderful poem, dear. Why on earth it didn't get posted to Every Day Poets, I don't know but I'll forgive you this time :)
Oonah
Congratulations!
Ooh! You have been told off by Oonah. :)
Ella
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Nice! And congrats. :)
Hi Jen, just been catching up on your blog.
One time I was at a holiday campsite in Brittany. They had outdoor chess. When you finished you had to put the chessmen away in a shed with a padlock. But the weird thing was that they had seperate sheds for the black and white chessmen. The only explanation I can think of is that it was to stop them from fighting each other.
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