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Sunday, December 21, 2014

Merry Christmas

 However you might wish to say it

Feliz Navidad        Krisfeston      vroliik kerstfeest      Buon Natale

frohe Weihnachten      joyeux Noél      Bon Nadal      Feliz Natal

 Merikurisumasau      Maligayang Pasko     S Rozhdestvom

Kalá Christoúgenna      glaedelig jul     meli kalikimaka

Merry Christmas from the North Carolina Writers' Network.

Tuesday, November 25, 2014

Poetry Contest

Here is the winning entry in our 6th annual poetry contest.

Mary Barnard

An Auschwitz thin child, skin a redhead’s pale
most arms shoved against mine a healthy brown
next to weak-tea freckles and see-through hair.

My skin burned through lotion when anyone
remembered to put it on.  After the redness, blisters,
fire, my skin back to pale, milkier than ever.

Geesch,, get some sun strangers called out,
then laughed about how white my legs, so
I took to long skirts, long pants, knee socks or tights.

The six months of Wisconsin winter neutralized
the spectrum of skin shades, the low sun stripped
of potent Coppertone tan don’t burn rays.

I learned to love winter, when most of me
covered by bundles of clothing.  My cheeks,
just like everyone else’s, reddened by  cold.

Waking up to first snowfall, the rush
to the closet, a jumble of hooded snowsuits,
buckled boots, hats, mittens on a string.

The fingers got cold first, no matter how dense
the wool, then the toes, buried under layers
of sock, shoe, rubber boot with furry cuff.

That first step into virgin snow, falling into it,
licking it, rolling it into tight balls to stack
behind the wall of a mighty snow fort.

We took turns on sled, toboggan, flying saucer,
the big ones helping little ones with the ropes
to get us all back up the hill to go down all over again.

Even snowball fights, generally harmless,
slinging white spheres, that lucky
smatter on a cushioned back,

the tromped down whiteness
that made every yard a playground. 
The nuns told us in heaven we could have

whatever we want and I prayed, good I want
a tan.  But I want something else now, snowfall,
the kind that makes for equal footing.

Thursday, November 6, 2014

Writerrs' Morning Out

Pittsboro Writers’ Morning Out will meet Saturday, November 8, 2014, 1:00 PM at Pittsboro Roadhouse. 

All writers, any genre are invited.

North Carolina Writers' Network Fall Conference.
November 21-23 at the Sheraton Charlotte Hotel.

Great writing workshops led by a professional faculty who will challenge you to be the best writer you can.

Workshops include fiction, non-fiction, poetry, marketing, critiques  and publicity.

You do not have to be a NCWN member to attend. See the NCWN website at  for details.

Are you looking for free contests to enter?  Try this site:
to see lots of opportunities.

Thursday, October 9, 2014

Pittsboro WMO

Pittsboro Writers' Morning Out meets Saturday, October 11, 1:00 PM at Pittsboro Road House.

All writers are invited.

Poetry Contest

Sixth  Annual Writers’ Morning Out Poetry Contest
Rules: This contest is open to any NCWN member residing in Chatham or Lee counties, and to any member of Pittsboro Writers’ Morning Out.

Any style, any genre on the theme “Winter”

Length not to exceed 40 lines, single-spaced, in 12 point type. Submit as an email attachment (.doc  .docx  .rtf ) Include name and contact information in the message.  Name must not appear on the poem.

 The winning entry will be published on our blog, and read at our December  meeting.

This will be blind judging. The judges are all members of Writers’ Morning Out, and are noted for their integrity, their scholarship and their appreciation of the nuances of modern poetry.  Besides that, they are very difficult to bribe.

Deadline:  Thursday, November 15.  Submit to Al Manning (The Resident Curmudgeon) at