Reading Room - The Fly The Friendly Spies Affair by Gina Martin

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It's hard to beat a good airplane in distress tale, and this time the MFU answers the call to take down the bad guys. gm also answers the call witha rousing tale that should keep you on the edge of your airline seat.
The Fly The Friendly Spies Affair on ff.net
or on Gina's website HERE

A message from Elmey regarding the 50th Anniversary

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Writer and Artist sign-ups for the MFU50 Mini Bang remain open at mfu50bang until June 6th. Dig around in those old Wips, wake up the snoozing plot bunnies, set up your easel and put your name on the list :)

Faq and sign up sheets here.

Everyone is welcome, come join the fun!

The Long Weekend Deserves Some Reading Material...

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In addition to Reading Room and tomorrow's Writer's Choice, here is a reminder and links to some of the stories that have been posted here recently.  Our new What's My Line? and Song Story are alternating Thursdays beginning this month.  If you haven't read any of these just click on the links to connect to the list.
Our last poll indicated that plenty of people stop by to read, but we're always looking for writers to add to the fun.  I hope you'll give it a try.

For the Picfic Tuesday Challenge - Due 27th May 2014 "Oops"

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Oops


As he served the meals to the passengers in the train’s dining car, Illya wondered, yet again, why it was he who had the service industry role. Napoleon had once explained that his own look was too sophisticated, to which Illya had replied, ‘That’s what disguises are for’. His own, brown haired waiter, disguise was ensuring he could get close to the male and the female THRUSH agents at the corner table. He’d already approached them once to take their order and was planning on the delivery of the food to get a microphone under the table. He was planning on using the tried and tested ‘drop something and pick it up’ ploy.

Half way down the carriage, Illya reached the table at which his partner had positioned himself. On the seat beside Solo an innocent looking briefcase sat. Secreted within was a tape recorder, waiting for the activation of the microphone.

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