Memphis Creative Writers' Group

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by Bree Wyvern

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by Hank Begats

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The Greatest Story Ever Told

by Lauren Ipsum

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News

A Dog Joined Our Group

A dog joined our group and now we have to read his terrible prose and poetry. He has the motor ability of a man, but the mind of a dog. The things that are interesting to him are repellant to us. This dog has won the Booker Prize for fiction seven times. This does not impress us. The danger here is that more and more animals join the group, eventually it will be a whole zoo of animals instead of people. All who have won prestigious awards. We are investigating things that dogs are afraid of.

The Author Franz LaBranch Has Bequeathed Us Seven Chairs

The legendary author Franz LaBranch bequeathed the group seven chairs. We did not need them or want them. We do not appreciate LaBranch's as an author and we do not want to. These chairs are burdensome to us. Each of them is different, and each is uncomforable. LaBranch's estate will not talk to us. His children are too young to understand our pleas. His mausoleum is locked at every hour of the night.

A Book Exploded

Jeremy's book exploded. It was not a good explosion. It was a bad explosion. We had to call emergency services and the FBI. We have decided to forget about Jeremy's book explosion. It's just not what we want to focus on right now. We are writers, not demolition experts and so everybody is ignoring this to the best of our abilities.