Official DUP NaPo/GloProWriMo 2019 Discussion
Tallen said:
& You'll get a plethera of SUPPORT for Your spills
Last year i am grateful for the support and You will definitely grow a centimeter or 2 or 3 or. . .
this is so very true! I have really loved the camaraderie and support that comes with NaPo. It really is special!
(oh, and I took this picture just for you, Tallen. it's the inside of the lemon and blueberry cake I posted yesterday!
) 
DaisyGrace said:
this is so very true! I have really loved the camaraderie and support that comes with NaPo. It really is special!
(oh, and I took this picture just for you, Tallen. it's the inside of the lemon and blueberry cake I posted yesterday! )
Ahavarti said:OH HOLY MOTHER OF GOD!
Tallen said:
OMFG!!! Drooooooooooooooooling. . .
OmG look at all of that melted Ahavarti spilling out of that cake!
this is so very true! I have really loved the camaraderie and support that comes with NaPo. It really is special!
(oh, and I took this picture just for you, Tallen. it's the inside of the lemon and blueberry cake I posted yesterday!
) Ahavarti said:OH HOLY MOTHER OF GOD!
Tallen said:
OMFG!!! Drooooooooooooooooling. . .
OmG look at all of that melted Ahavarti spilling out of that cake!
It was a sunny afternoon on planet Earth, where a worm was lazily
feasting upon a fallen apple in the dappled shade of its former tree,
when all of a sudden...police vehicles whirred past and stopped at the
shop across the street! The officers exited and approached the
shop as a tall, rather slender, man who appeared to be in his late
sixties, with tied back, long, thick, grey, curly, hair, and large,
round, glasses, frantically greeted them.
"All my books have been stolen...I can't even see where anyone had
broken in...they just vanished!" exclaimed the man, heartbroken and
perplexed.
The officers stepped inside, and an "Absolutely astonishing!"
could be heard. After what seemed an eternity, they reappeared.
"I'm sorry to inform you sir, but there appear to be no clues of any
sort, other than a single footprint...with twenty-nine toes!" one of the
officers reported, solemn and puzzled.
Another officer chimed in to reassure the librarian, "We will be questioning
everyone in the area and anyone with a connection to you and/or your
shop, to see if they've seen anything...but I'm afraid that's about all
we can do." His answer started somewhat upbeat, but finished rather
solemnly.
This must be related to the unsolved stealing of the muses! thought
the worm, who had been watching the whole scene unfold.
This was the moment he had been waiting for. This is why he had the
communicator. He pulled the communicator out from behind the almost
finished apple, and shouted as loud as he could,
"Calling all Poet Wardens!"
Squeak!
"Did you hear something?" asked a man walking down the
sidewalk. "No, why?" asked his friend. "Oh, never mind, it must have
been nothing." he replied.
Around the globe, and from the deepest recesses of the galaxy, the
Wardens, heard the call....
From offices, markets, schools, prisons, planets, sea battles, castles,
civil wars, peace treaty signings, galaxies, stars, star ships,
outposts, escape pods, exiles, and more, came the poets of the Deep,
to answer this call. . .
Greetings DUPeeps! The 2020 Registration thread is now live. Please direct all future comments, questions, and/or suggestions there:
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/forum/speakeasy/read/11283/
Goodbye 2019! You were a good one!
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/forum/speakeasy/read/11283/
Goodbye 2019! You were a good one!
