Last night I read the collected writings from the 78th annual Writer's Digest Competition. Surprisingly—based on my having read the results for the past decade—several of this year's stories, articles, poems and scenes were quite good. Sadly, the judges do not seem to share my concern for the dwindling concern about writing details—like grammar and formatting.

So sayeth the dinosaur .


Currently reading: Best American Mystery Stories edited by Lee Child and Otto Penzler. AARGH!