2nd Place Winner of the 2009 Be Your Art Writing Competition. Co-published with the North Shoreian Magazine, February 2009.
By Anna Katsavos
It smells of a scavenger hunt, each of us waiting for the cue, each of us ready to pounce. We take our positions, sit up straight, and smile, all of us flashing our biggest, toothy grins. Forty-five dollars poorer, we’re gathered in a swanky city club, sitting at our designated tables, each of us perched on her seat, emitting vibes that beg, “Pick me, pick me.” This eight-minute speed-dating, a bizarre, rate-a-mate version of musical chairs, is already more than I can handle. It’s worse than I had imagined, worse than that school-yard feeling of waiting to be chosen.
Posted by Judah Mahay, Creator of BeYourArt.com on February 24, 2010
Third Place Winner of the 2009 Be Your Art Writing Competition. Co-published with the North Shoreian Magazine, December 2009.
By Micki Peluso
Hank’s eyelids opened with aching slowness, blinking away the bright wash of sunlight spilling into his room. He squinted out the window ata high, pale sun. Past noon. Damn. He’d overslept. Most mornings he enjoyed watching the sun rise over the Palo Duro canyons, deep below the Texas plains—last night’s binge at the Rock n’ Bull Saloon had laid him low.
Posted by Judah Mahay, Creator of BeYourArt.com on February 10, 2010