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A thread for more prominent display of uploaded manuscripts based on the theme.
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WELCOME!
Ready to join the COHORT ? Email us at cohort@redlemona.de with any questions.
Writers: read the Red Threads below for some background on cohort and our submission request.
Also: We are...
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With the release of my novel this month, I am jump starting this blog. Mostly it will focus on novel writing theory and the strange materials I encounter while writing my next novel. Longer texts will appear here, while shorter snippets...
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2 weeks ago
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ExoSkeleton
By Dave Sterner
The worst people are like insects, hard exoskeletons but no bone. Bing knew plenty of people like that over the years, knew it was best to give them a wide berth. Unless you couldn’t avoid...
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Smiles and thanks for all the insight and comments.
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Cheers and Thanks for all the comments.
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The recent posts on the Red Lemonade Blog ended with a call to action and a declaration for ' You and Yours ' to join and share in our online publishing community. The previous post sought to provide some clearer parameters on...
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Richard Nash bravely proclaimed 500,000 indie presses. I have a Google Drive spreadsheet that I add to everyday that includes communities with publishing 'wings' and independent presses that are driven and guided by a particular...
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2 weeks ago
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Chapter
At
the end of a morning safety briefing the supervisor tells us, “As
far as I know, this tie-job will be abolished October eleventh.”
Two
weeks.
The tie job will be over, the railroad moves on.
The
meeting continues. The foreman reads...
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A daytime moon is a lucky charm, but how does one explain a moon that shines by day? It’s not as difficult as a nighttime sun, which is at least ten times as rare. A nighttime sun turns night back into day, which explains why you don’t...
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Red Lemonade is a publishing platform for a particular niche of literary fiction. Writers and readers can collaborate creatively in an online writing workshop with editorial tools for comments and suggestions. In addition, the processes,...
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There was a bookstore you and he used to spend hours in, near your home in Suburban Texas, called ' the boat’, because it literally had a small boat in the middle of it: the sides were made of bookshelves with a firm wood bow and a...
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Its happened before- it keeps happening- but the screaming comes after the rockets arrive, that’s when the sorting begins, the marching orders arrive, the typewriter-agents get enlisted. It’s the age of the post-explosion,...
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The current writing initiative demonstrates a ‘bite-size’ or more narrowly focused expression of the overall mission statement of Red Lemonade
Cohort:
1. Stories...
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3 weeks ago
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What's on the night table?
Or perhaps your Kindle/Nook ?
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3 weeks ago
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The
perks of being a senior associate is that, as a partner-in-training,
I get to delegate. And, seeing as how my brief had either survived
Gertrude’s scrutiny or had already undergone the bloody pen, I
wasn’t willing to stick around...
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3 weeks ago
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Ok,
so after all of my bitching, why haven’t I let go and just
quit? I started this gerbil wheel so damn fast that I’ve been
running just to keep up with the spin, hoping that I don’t
lodge myself between the tiny little gaps and...
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3 weeks ago
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After
Mitch’s phone call, Rose came into my office. This time, she
was the one on the verge of tears.
“So
what happened this time?” as if I needed to ask.
“My
neckline. She said my NECKLINE is too low.”
“What...
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I
don’t know what happened next, or how long I stayed on the
cliff. When I first woke up from surgery, still in a drug-induced
haze, I was in a quiet, white room. For an instant, I wondered if it
was hell.
I
turned and saw tubes and heard...
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I’ve
never been to Pamplona, or Spain, for that matter. When Red gets
back from flirting with the new nurse, I’ll suggest that we go.
I imagine the running of the bulls to be a metaphor for working at
this firm. Associates charging...
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