Finding Something Friday on Patchwork Path

I’ve seen several writer friends mention Patchwork Path, an anthology of homespun stories based on different themes. The most recent call out is Friendship, which is a fairly basic theme that most writers can expound upon. So, I thought I’d spread the word for those of you who have a simply splendiferous essay about friendship.

You can find out all the do’s and don’t’s if you take a look at the Patchwork Path website. You’ll notice the payment is fifty dollars (whee!) and the deadline is March 31st (Oh, shazam!)So I’m sorry, but you really don’t have tons of time to contemplate your friendship story. You only have time to write.

6 thoughts on “Finding Something Friday on Patchwork Path

  1. Friends do not ask if you need help, they just offer it, then do whatever is needed.A friend asks nothing in return.A friend would loan me $50 so I could meet Patchwork Path’s March 31 deadline.

  2. PP will pay YOU 50 dollars for your story, if they use it. So, write like a madwoman (or madman as the Anonymous case may be)and send your story in pronto.(Perhaps you could write about how you leave strange comments on a friend’s blog…anonymously.)

  3. Oh, dear. The beneficent Mr. Hall said I may have been a tad “snippy” with Mr./ Ms. Anonymous.Sorry! Let me try again.(Perhaps you could write how you leave strange but FUNNY comments on a friend’s blog…anonymously :-)Better?

  4. For $50 I’ll write about imaginary friends I never had.Or, better still, two crazy radio friends who got married and have this incredible family.

  5. Wait a sec, they’ll pay ME $50?Well now, that’s something completely different! Thanks for the tip and please tell the beneficent Mr. Hall that you are not “snippy”.Quite the contrary, I find you to be very tolerant of village idiots such as myself who fire off E-mails and blog posts without first taking the time to actually read the blog.

  6. To Bill: Aw, gee, thanks. Wait. You are talking about my family, right?To Anonymous: Can’t wait to tell the beneficent Mr. Hall that I was right. Which means, of course, that he was wrong. (What a surprise. Now see? THAT was snippy.)

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