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2 months ago
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Coffee and tea are coming, honest. Don't rush me. I'm a tempremental genius. A bit short on the latter part but got more than enough of the first part.


Okay, Big Bertha has been rinsed and filled with water from Bayou Burnout and ground coffee flown in from somewhere else. The tea kettle is filled with the source of same water and is hot to trot.

Snacks-wise, you got a choice between fried pork skins, beef jerky, or Slim Jims. Enjoy.
Now I'm gonna take a mug full of Big bertha's blessed brew plus a sampling of the snacks on offer over to the corner thable to join Coma and Tose in some deep meditation. Anybody want a drink?


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Here's the notice Stev mentioned about Stories Space closing. sad

x x x .

"I have some unfortunate news which will probably come as a shock.

Unless someone here wishes to take it on, the site will be closing on the 1st September. Gav is unable to continue maintaining this site and the other, and has given notice.

Our main site is being moved to another platform entirely, which involves a total re-write of the site. The costs involved in moving this site to the new platform too, make it prohibitive.

If anyone wishes to take this site on / move the database of stories etc. over to a new platform, please PM me. I am happy to transfer the domain to someone at no cost. This site was never about making a profit.

Gav should be able to export the story database and perhaps the profiles one too.

So if you don't have a copy of your stories, please download them before the site winds up. You may like to contact any friends you've made here too, to make sure you have their contact details prior to the site closure.

Regards,

Nicola
Greetings, to my favorite Cyn and anybody else who comes in or passes out this morning.

A multitude of thanks to you and Big Bertha for the setup. Much needed and appreciated.

Judging from the way traffic has fallen off on most internet way-stations, you'd think folks have been cooped up for a year and are now out running amuck, among other things. Which reminds me that our Blue Grass Belle with the rosy red ass (Kimmi, that is) rates a free beer to celebrate her 200th Lush story.

I'll drink to that. In fact, with Big Bertha hot and ready to put out, so to speak, I'm gonna fill my mug with her ambrosia, snag a snack or two, and head out to the back porch to savor the sunrise while waiting for Tawny to take her morning skinny-dip in what was once upon a time a derelict dipsy dumpster now transformed into Rumplations official luxurious hot tub .

Anybody else need a drink?

CHINESE ELEPHANTS ARE COMING!
* The following is an honest-to-goodness news item that appeared on NPR. Read it and take appropriate action or inaction.

--Authorities are tracking 15 wild Asian elephants in southwest China's Yunnan Province as the herd migrates north.
Hu Chao/Xinhua News Agency via Getty Images
A group of wild elephants has wandered into the suburbs of the Chinese city of Kunming after trekking more than 300 miles from their home, perplexing experts and stymying officials who have tried to keep the hulking animals out of populated areas.

The 15 Asian elephants — some mature and others still young — left a nature reserve near China's border with Myanmar and Laos more than a year ago and have been northbound ever since, according to Chinese media.

Along the way, they have traversed forests, forded streams, tromped through villages and towns, broken into farms and raided crop fields. One young elephant was even reported to have become drunk after snarfing down a stash of fermented grain used to make liquor.

Authorities have mobilized hundreds of people and deployed drones to track the group of pachyderms. They've used fruit and vegetables as bait and set up barriers to try to keep the elephants from entering populated areas, including Kunming, which is home to around 7 million people.

But the group has pressed on. The big question is: Why?--

If some morning you open the front door to flash the neighbors and see a herd of confused asian elephants painted orange and holding TRUMP flags in their trunks heading your way -- well, just don't say you weren't warned at Rumplations. ;)

I'll drink to all that. Anybody else need something to wet the old whistle?

TGIF greetings to all and/or asundry. James, the coffee is downright potable. Congrats to Big Bertha for her efforts.

Me, I'm beginning to wonder if it's about time for we here at Rumplations, in our role as the unacknowledged Lushland brain trust to begin showering Nic and Co. with unasked for suggestions for an unsuitable theme for the next contest. Just a thought.

Time for a mug full of Big Bertha's coffee and a couple bags of fried pork skins before joining Coma and Tose at the corner table to discuss metaphysics and the infield fly rule in baseball.

So whadda ya literary low-lifes wanna drink?

James, me, I've just finished Michelle's new story and am impressed. But I do have one nit to pick with her. After reading, voting and commenting I noticed she'd placed the story in the 'Mature' category. IMO, seduction, lesbian, or even love story would have been better choices. But while that category miscue is regretable, it ain't fatal. IMO, the story more than earns a coveted 'Rumplations Recommended Read' (RRR) award. You are hereby designated to pin the award on her. Good luck. ;)

So who needs a drink to celebrate Michelles award?

Fuzzy, he asked: May I ask a question of you this day? Post your memory of U. Hassel favourite C ration the one he would trade his last bit of TP

Me, I replied: Canned peaches combined with canned pound cake

Good eating in the neighborhood. ;)

And to keep you in the mood, consider washing it all down with a can of unrefrigerated beer.

Think I'll have a cold beer now. Anyone wanna join in some serious swilling?

It's Memorial Day and I'm now seventy-four years old. On this date America officially honors the sacrifices of those who died in the line of duty while serving in the nation's military.
Over a million Americans have erned that recognition. Three of them were my platoon mates in Vietnam: Ulysses Hassel, Phillip Sanders, and Tony Duty.

On this Memorial Day I'm 74, while They remain forever young.

* My sincere thanks to all of you for your kind comments this weekend. *

So who needs a drink?

(waves frantically) Big embarrassingly overexuberant greetings to both Tonya and Sprite.

It is a truth, universally unacknowledged, that some profound truths are profounder than others. Here is one of the most profounderest.

“Women and cats will do as they please, and men and dogs should relax and get used to the idea.”

Thus spake: Robert A. Heinlein

Me, I'll drink to that. Anybody else want a drink?

Carl, hang in there, trooper; doing it with your furry friends would probably be your best choice.

For no particular reason, I'll wait until Monday to post the names of my three platoon mates who now have their names on 'The Wall' in DC.

Got a newbie first story y'all might want to check out. 'Summer of '76' by Koba is still near the top of the main page. Last night it had eight votes and a score of five. This morning it has 18 votes but few additional comments and a score of something like 4.75. Check it out. You can thank me later.

Thanks to Big Bertha and Carl, hot coffee for drinking and hot water for tea and hot chocolate sipping are available. Anybody want a drink?

Me, I ain't believing this! Nope, not one dang bit. How could all the cool, sophisticated, clever, and sexy beyond belief inchoate bestselling authors in this scene of old world culture and charm fail to celebrate this being the birthday of IAN FLEMING, the creator of James Bond? (shakes head in disbelief) Let me suggest that in partial atonement for this incredible
oversight, all martini's served for the rest of the day here in , Rumplations be stirred and not shaken.

Sorry about that somewhat stern rebukement. But sometimes a cranky old blind barkeep just has to let it rip, in a manner of speaking.

Anybody want a stirred, not shaken, martini?

What's happening, Rumplators? Hmm, the sounds of silence would seem to indicate a lack of pre-holiday weekend activity.

Michelle, thanks for setup and the kind words you had for this cranky old fart. Just a question; what is an earth elemental and can they be rented by the hour or day?

This question falls in the 'Please help me I'm a functunal illiterate in French ' category; what is the french phrase for 'the perfect word'. High lit types along with editors, agents and critics use it all the time.

Now I'll fill my mug with Big Bertha's blessed brew, grab the dang few treats DD missed and toddle out to the back porch.

Anybody want a drink?

Howdy, y'all. just FWIW, I agree with Carl in his agreement with all the other agreeable bits of advice on writing given to the newest Lush EP winner. ;)

Jeff, you have a gift when it comes to prose, especially in the use of similes. But I'm guessing that your being a self-admitted slow writer might be due, at least in part, to you pausing in mid-flow to come up with one of dem 'juicy moo' things. Maybe just mark the spot with a big X or Y heck, even a Z or some such, and then keep on scribbling.

On the other hand, you might do better to ignore all of us and keep on doing it your way and winning Lush awards. ;)

Just one more bit of free, unasked for advice from the management and staff of Rumplations.

Time for a mug full of hot chocolate with some mini-marshmallows and a double-shot of Beaver Breath Brandy. Anybody wanna join in the fun?

Moanday mourning greetings to all. Lots of folks and/or events to recognize so I'm gonna get right to that instead of retelling about the time I stepped in a pile of chicken shit while barefoot.

Happy 80th birthday to, Bob Dylan!

Congrats to 51 year old Phil Mickelson for becoming the oldest person to win one of golf's 'four major tourneys. The win came at the PGA tourney Sure wish golf nut Ping was around to help us celebrate. .

Thanks to Michelle for today's set-up and to Carl for all the goodies.

Y'all do the best you know how.

How y'all are? I'm back from my first extended one-on-one with the world's most perfect great-granddaughter, Ms Addy Lee. Out get together could not have gone better, mainly 'cause she sleep for approximately 99.9% of out time together. Seems I've always had that effect on females. (sigh)

Verity, congrats on that rejection. Now all you'll need is a one-vote to become a surreal Lusher, so to speak. BTW, and just for the record, you are a damn good writer with the potential to become a great one with a bit of learning and practice. So keep on keeping on. Just remembered that rejection was for a poem for which I know next to nothing instead of prose of which I know only a very little bit more. (blush)

CARL! Glad to have you back. Everybody has missed you but promised to practice and then aim better. ;)

Now be kind to one another -- it'll keep 'em worrying about what you're up to, trust me.

;)
Beware!
being an alert reader, no doubt Kimmi will have noticed that no mention was made of penguin. But just in case her vision and mind have both been distorted by pain, BEWARE of penguins!. This will be your final warning, probably. ;)

BTW, for those having trouble ciphering the new sale price. Things might be a tad less stressfull, brain-wise, if the old-style sales price was invoked: one for the price of two

And in conclusion, honest, I do like the idea of putting together a list of Rumplators fav overlooked stories.

If it ever gets started and if I'm not around, here's one of mine. It's main claim to fame is it's my only story with some military-type, 'shoot'em up, bang-bang'... .

https://

Okay, let me tell ya, it's like this. James, Rumplations' only slightly shhedding polar bear earned a blue ribbon from the bar's relief, part-time, drop-in barkeep for posting the link to the video of James Cagney, at age 43, doing a song and dance routine, including tap dancing, to 'Yankee Doodle Dandy' from the film classic, 'The George M. Cohen Story'.

However, later in the day, he may have scarred his family escutcheon. Seems Cum Girl sashayed in, no doubt with her hands in her back pockets, Betty Davis style then looked around and proclaimed:

Cum Girl, she said: Jeez, when was this place last redecorated.

That was bad enough though possibly forgivable, but the failure of James to point out that this joint ain't never been redecorated for the plain and simple reason that the it's never been decorated in the first place. For those into white fur-splitting , it is true that someone recently posted a series of Polar Bear Cuddly Pinup Calenders on and about the revered ramparts of Rumplations.

So while both incidences are under investigation, it seems only fair to postpone my penning the blue ribbon somewhere on the furry white hide of James.

Time for a mug of hot chocolate fortified with a double-shot of Beaver Breath Brandy before toddling off to read some prime porn.

Anybody need a drink before I vamoose?

How y'all are? Just a couple misguided thoughts.

I need to thank Nic for giving my contest entry a RR. Much appreciated, Boss Lady.

James and Susie were trading thoughts about story titles possibly affecting views. Just FWIW, my contest entry got about 750 views (low even for me) with the title, Cross Burning for Dummies.

Kimmi was sick as the proverbial dog earlier today thanks to her second covid shot. Here's hoping that pain passes in time for her second skin treatment. Hang in there, lady. ;)

In light of James discovery that Rumplations is now on page 1776, here's hoping someone will post a link to
his namesake, James Cagney, singing and dancing to 'I'm a Yankee Doodle Dandy' in the George M. Cohen film.

And now I'll fill my mug with hot chocolate accompanied by an unhealthy shot of Beaver Breath Brandy and ruminate on life and its alternatives.

If anybody wants a drink, yell for James or Michelle or make it your self. If you do, just remember Terance will have many of his eyes upon you.

Greetings to all Lush groupies and Rumplations gropers. Just so y'all know, I wont be around as much as usual for the next few weeks. Here's why:

My number three great-grandchild will be coming home from the hospital today. 'Addy' checked in at six pounds twelve ounces and is ready to dominate family activities for some time to come. For those keeping count, she's g-g kid number three and g-g daughter number two and is the first-born of my own first born's first-born.

Also and in a distant second place, I was both disappointed and a bit depressed by my contest entry, 'Cross Burning for Dummies, not making it into the top ten. It's time for me to back off writing and come to terms with beeing, at best, a not too bad writer.

Now don't get your hopes up. I'll be checking in here ever so oftten to follow the BS (Bovinius Supremeus) of the assembled Rumplators and to read all your trashy, tawdry, tasteless, torrid, tantalizing and otherwise terrific tales.

So for now, anybody need a drink?

Later, Rumplators.
Congratsulations to the three big money winners and to the top ten almost but not quite money winners. And to all my fellow also-rans,just wait, odds are another contest will be coming, sooner or later, probably. ;)

Now who wants a drink either to celebrate or commiserate?

Congratsulations to the three big money winners and to the top ten almost but not quite money winners. And to all my fellow also-rans,just wait, another contest will be coming, sooner or later, probably. ;)

My thanks to Jack and his sidekick, Kimmi. While following their conversation, it occurred to me that after listening to that song for over fifty years and making it through a lot of hurricanes (both the weather variety and the potent drink from Pat O'Brians down in N.O.) that I had no idea what in the name of Keith Richards was this 'crossfire hurricane'. Turns out 'crossfire hurricane' was a nod to the time and place of Keith Richards birth, London, 1943.

Me, i'm gonna ingest a double Crown Royal and soda on the rocks to celebrate this latest addition of my useless knowledge base. Anybody else want a drink?

20 Poetry Markets Open to Submissions this May 2021

https://authorspublish.com/20-poetry-markets-open-to-submissions-this-may-2021/

* Copied from the free online newsletter of Author's Publish magazine (highly recommended)
These magazines publish poetry, and most also publish other genres, like fiction and nonfiction. They’re open for submissions now, and some of them pay writers.

The Account
This literary magazine publishes poetry (3-5 poems), fiction, and creative nonfiction. All work has to have an account— “We are most interested in how you are tracking the thought, influences, and choices that make up your aesthetic as it pertains to a specific work.” They won’t publish work submitted without an account. The deadline is 1 September 2021. Details here.

MIT Technology Review: Mind/brain
The news editor of the premier tech magazine, MIT Technology Review, issued a call for poetry on Twitter. They want to publish some poetry for their next issue on the theme of mind/brain. Send up to two poems. They pay. The deadline is 31 May 2021. See the Twitter thread here.

The Boiler
They publish poetry (send 3-5 poems), fiction, and non-fiction. The magazine is published biannually. It welcomes diverse voices, and actively welcomes submissions that dismantle the power structures of white supremacy. The deadline is 15 August 2021. Details here.

Lammergeier
They publish poetry (up to 5 poems), fiction, nonfiction, and hybrid work. For poetry their guidelines say, “We seek poetry of contradiction: the poetry that finds the intimacy in the grotesque, the grotesque in the intimate, the vulnerability and fist fight. … Send us work you worry about sending anywhere else. Send us work with talons.” Their editors select one work of poetry, fiction, and nonfiction/hybrid each issue to receive a $25 honorarium. Details here.

The Pomegranate London
This is a biannual printed art and literary magazine featuring poems (send up to 4 poems) short stories, poems, and essays on artists, and was founded in July 2020. It seeks to publish and promote innovative, fresh and experimental new work from established and emerging writers and artists from the UK and internationally. All submissions must feature an artist or an artist’s tool, creation or environment in some way. Artists include, but are not limited to: writers, painters, musicians, dancers, performing artists, actors, filmmakers, artistic directors, fashion designers, sculptors, photographers. They read work year-round. Pay is £30 per poem. Each issue will also select a single poem, story, essay or artwork to receive £200. Details here.

Workers Write! Tales from the Key of C
For this issue, they want poetry and fiction from the music industry – “about music teachers, singer/band members, band managers, roadies, conductors, DJs, studio musicians, anyone who makes money making music.” Send work of 500-5,000 words. Pay is $5-50. The deadline is 31 December 2021 (or until filled). Details here.


Channel
This Ireland-based journal takes submissions of poetry (send up to 4 poems), fiction, and nonfiction from all over the world. They publish work that engages with the natural world, and have a particular interest in work which encourages reflection on human interaction with plant and animal life, landscape and the self. They also accept translations. Pay is €40/poem, and €40/page of prose up to €120. The deadline is 15 June 2021. Details here.

Thrush
This poetry journal publishes 6 times a year. Their guidelines say, “Our taste is eclectic. We want poems that move us, a strong sense of imagery, emotion, with interesting and surprising use of language, words that resonate. We want fresh. We want voice. We want craft. … Please no long poems. We prefer a poem that will fit on one page. We are not interested in inspirational poetry or philosophical musings.” Send up to 3 poems. Details here.

Liminality: A Magazine of Speculative Poetry
They are looking for speculative poems that touch the heart as well as the head; that are luminal, fluid and fantastic. This is their final reading period. Send up to 5 poems. Pay is $10 per poem. The deadline is 31 May 2021. Details here.

Eye to the Telescope: Indigenous Futurism
This is a speculative poetry magazine and they’re accepting submissions from indigenous writers worldwide. Their guidelines say, “Indigenous Futurism, a term brought forward by Anishinaabe scholar and author Dr. Grace Dillon, describes a movement where Indigenous perspectives on the past, present, and future find expression in science fiction and other genres. Possible poems in this issue could include (but are not limited to) Indigenous robots, AI, and cyborgs, star stories and space exploration, Indigenous takes on solarpunk (or any of the other “-punks”), decolonization, Indigenous technologies, inventions and innovations, climate healing and community, time travel, and/or language revitalization.” Send up to 3 poems. Pay is $0.03/word, up to $25. The deadline is 15 June 2021. Details here.

The Rupture
This magazine was formerly called The Collagist. They publish poetry, fiction, and nonfiction. Their guidelines say, “The Rupture will consider submissions of up to 6 poems and no more than 8 pages. … We enjoy reading a broad range of styles, from formal to free to experimental, and are looking to publish work that feels urgent and finely tuned.” The deadline is 31 July 2021. Details here and here.

Leavings
This is a bi-annual literary magazine for emerging poets, artists, and thinkers. They accept poetry (send 3-5 poems), fiction, nonfiction, and art. They pay $15. Details here and here.

Lake Effect
This magazine publishes poetry (send up to 4 poems), as well as fiction and nonfiction. They want poems “that demonstrate an original voice and that use multi-layered, evocative images presented in a language shaped by an awareness of how words sound and mean. Each line should help to carry the poem.” Payment is in contributor copies. Details here.

Southern Poetry Review
This Georgia-based journal is one of the oldest poetry journals in the region. They accept poetry from all over the US, and the world. Send up to 5 poems. They read year-round. Details here.

Existere
This journal of arts and literature is a publication established and administered by students at York University in Toronto, Canada. They publish poetry, fiction, nonfiction, and art from both local and international contributors. The deadline for submissions to be considered for Fall/Winter issues that are published in October is July 1 while the deadline for submissions to be considered for Spring/Summer issues that are published in June is December 31. Send submissions of up to 3,500 words. Pay is $50 (Canadian) per submission (up to $250). Details here.

The Liminal Review
This Ireland-based magazine is “a literature and arts journal (print) that is looking for the things that are made in the in-between spaces. We want your abstract feelings, your bent encounters, your thoughts on anything. The things that don’t fully fit anywhere else, we want to give them a space.” They publish poetry (send up to 5 poems), fiction, and nonfiction. Authors are paid a contributor copy. The deadline is 31 May 2021. Details here.

Oyster River Pages
This magazine publishes poetry, and they have a separate submission section for newer poets called Emerging Voices in Poetry. They champion underrepresented voices. Send up to 3 poems. They also publish fiction, nonfiction, and art. The deadline is 31 May 2021. Details here.

The Talking Book
This is an independent audiobook publisher. They also have a lit mag and podcast, and currently they’re accepting submissions of poetry, excerpts, essays, and fiction. Also, “Work with accompanying AUDIO (MP3) will be given extra love.” Details here.

Masque & Spectacle
They publish poetry (send 3-5 poems), fiction, drama, nonfiction, reviews, visual art, video, as well as music & sound installation. Their guidelines say, “We are looking for all forms of poetry, including formal and experimental work. Longer works are acceptable if the content/form necessitate and best self-editing is practiced.
New poets are as welcome as veterans. Poems that have an association to artistic works (music, visuals, performance, film, etc.) are encouraged.” They welcome a variety of voices, including the non-traditional. The deadline is 31 July 2021. Details here.

Prairie Fire: Roots & Routes
This Canadian literary magazine is looking for submissions on the ‘Roots & Routes’ theme – they’re accepting poetry (send up to 3 poems if sending for the themed issue), fiction, and nonfiction, and the deadline is 31 May 2021 for this theme, and work can be emailed or mailed. They also want unthemed submissions (send up to 6 poems; work has to be mailed, and there is no deadline specified). Pay varies; it is CAD40 for poems, and up to CAD250 for prose.
Larry, fill your mug, then pull up a chair and have a seat. The bottom's busted out on the other rocking chair. Try the ladder-back chair with the deerskin seat covering. It great for tipping back against the wall.

Luca, please let the pubs in your neighborhood know that Rumplations is ready and willing to aid in that frothy recovery you mentioned.

Kimmi, sorry to hear about you having a repeat repeat operation in your future.

Seems to be a lot of newbies stopping in for quick hellos this morning. Not sure why, but I ain't complaining.

So whadda ya writers of the porn wanna drink?

Moanday mourning greetings along with best wishes for getting through the day, he says, optimistically. Coffee! This is not a practice drill. The need for caffeine is upon your beloved blind barkeep. Thanks to the combined efforts of Curvy and Big Bertha, that need will soon be slaked.

Welcome back Angel and a general purpose Howdy to Jack along with an answer to his question, 'What's up?" The answer is me, damn it, but thanks for asking.

Contest results may or may not be posted today. A generous supply of Rumplations' own, sparkly, Shampain, will be both chilled and available for a most reasonable cost, money-wise, that is.

Lucky, it is a goodness to have you show up along with a new story.

James is about due to come back, sort of like gastritis.

Me, I'm gonna refill my mug, grab some goodies and go sit out on the back porch to contemplate the incontemplatable.

So who needs a drink?

Angel, welcome to the deepest sinkhole of depravity in all of Lushland. I'm Rumple, the joint's beloved blind barkeep and the forflusher who first turned on the lava lamps in here. There are a fair number of Aussies who come and go and they are all great writers and above average human beings. ;)

As for drinking, that ain't no biggie. We have several regulars who don't drink. Sometimes it's for medical reasons while other times it's just because. Every morning the tea kettle is kicked into gear along with our ceremonial coffee urn, Big Bertha. Hot chocolate is always available as is a mind boggling selection of teas.

We've even installed something sorta like a pink lemonade slushy machine for Her Royal Spriteness who is banned from the devil's brew(s) while healing up from surgery.

Our official door greeter is James who, btw, also greets people. An outgoing chatty fellow for sure -- just do not accept his invitation to a guided tour of the stock room. ;)

What about a mug of hot chocolate? Many of our chocaholics like theirs with a mess of mini-marshmallows. Care to have a couple handfuls added to your mug?

Grace, here's your coffee. So how ya been doing, young plumber? If you get a chance, please tell Angel about Terance the Tarantula and his napping in the hot nut dispenser. Much obliged.

Now the rest of you make nice to Angel and in return, I'll offer y'all a last chance (for now) to order something to drink.

Greetings, I'm sure we all recall Kimmi had a bit of bad luck with her picks at the Kentucky Derby. Has she seen fit to share her picks for today's Preakness Stakes? It'll crank up in a couple hours and with a field cut down from 20 in the Derby to today's ten horse field, odds are that means she has better odds of achieving better results which might strike her followers as even odder.

I'll drink to that. Anybody else want a drink?

Michelle, congrats on your new group. Let me suggest you add a link to it not just on your sig line but inn some of your individual messages. Thing is, some folks turn off all sigline displays.

In case you've missed the big news, Nic stopped in yesterday to check on Sprite and left word that the 'Foolish' contest results would be posted on Monday.

Sugar Baby, no doubt your bing 'hard of seeing' makes hanging around MJ much easier. ;)

The time has come and gone to ask the eternal question, so I'll go ahead and do it now: What in the name of both Strunk and White do you wasted word wranglers wanna drink?