HODOWE: Int'l Left-handers Day Challenge Guidelines

[carabele.livejournal.com]

Though the San Fermin challenge (San Fermin Challenge Guidelines) is still going on (you have through Saturday, the 14th, to post your stories for that), I wanted to post the guidelines for the next HODOWE challenge to give folks as much time as possible for writing.

CHALLENGE: Write an MFU fanfic story regarding the ideas embodied in International Left-handers Day. Please be aware that, because the day itself didn't come into "officialdom" until 1976, the name of the holiday should not itself be mentioned in your story unless it takes place in or after that year. If you are sticking to the 1960s of the series, just have your tale embody a scenario that fits the concept behind the date. General ideas here: (1) actual left-handedness of course, whether natural or learned; (2) awkwardness, whether physical, emotional or mental; (3) of dubious sincerity or worth, e.g., a left-handed compliment; and (4) here's one really out of left field (pardon the pun) -- of, relating to, or born of a morganatic marriage (have a blast with that one [laugh]).

STATISTICAL STUFF: Minimum of 500 words with no set maximum. Must fit into the overall concepts of this community, i.e., contain no explicit adult material and reflect the 1960s series in style and content.

POSTING: To this forum (and on fanfiction dot net), starting on August 12th and ending on August 18th.

HODOWE: Int'l Left-handers Day Challenge Guidelines

[carabele.livejournal.com]

Though the San Fermin challenge (San Fermin Challenge Guidelines) is still going on (you have through Saturday, the 14th, to post your stories for that), I wanted to post the guidelines for the next HODOWE challenge to give folks as much time as possible for writing.

CHALLENGE: Write an MFU fanfic story regarding the ideas embodied in International Left-handers Day. Please be aware that, because the day itself didn't come into "officialdom" until 1976, the name of the holiday should not itself be mentioned in your story unless it takes place in or after that year. If you are sticking to the 1960s of the series, just have your tale embody a scenario that fits the concept behind the date. General ideas here: (1) actual left-handedness of course, whether natural or learned; (2) awkwardness, whether physical, emotional or mental; (3) of dubious sincerity or worth, e.g., a left-handed compliment; and (4) here's one really out of left field (pardon the pun) -- of, relating to, or born of a morganatic marriage (have a blast with that one [laugh]).

STATISTICAL STUFF: Minimum of 500 words with no set maximum. Must fit into the overall concepts of this community, i.e., contain no explicit adult material and reflect the 1960s series in style and content.

POSTING: To this forum (and on fanfiction dot net), starting on August 12th and ending on August 18th.

Getting Ready

[alynwa.livejournal.com]

“Napoleon, how can you not be ready?  We have to be on a plane in three hours!  It took me ten minutes to pack.”

“Unlike you, I care about my appearance.”

“What is in there?”

“Extra shirts, underwear, slacks…”

Illya’s eyebrows shot up.  “Slacks?”

“Remember Pamploma?  I’m not walking through the streets that way again!”

“That is what a sewing kit is for and I have one.  What are you doing now?”

“Putting in cologne.  Oh yeah, I could use another pair of socks.”

“Napoleon, if you don’t finish…”

“Shaving cream…”

Illya exploded, “Will you just finish packing!”

“Okay, Illya.”

Author’s Note:  This drabble references MLaw’s story “Ole.”

Getting Ready

[alynwa.livejournal.com]

“Napoleon, how can you not be ready?  We have to be on a plane in three hours!  It took me ten minutes to pack.”

“Unlike you, I care about my appearance.”

“What is in there?”

“Extra shirts, underwear, slacks…”

Illya’s eyebrows shot up.  “Slacks?”

“Remember Pamploma?  I’m not walking through the streets that way again!”

“That is what a sewing kit is for and I have one.  What are you doing now?”

“Putting in cologne.  Oh yeah, I could use another pair of socks.”

“Napoleon, if you don’t finish…”

“Shaving cream…”

Illya exploded, “Will you just finish packing!”

“Okay, Illya.”

Author’s Note:  This drabble references MLaw’s story “Ole.”