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Jo Freitag

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The Beaux Ball

Weekly Contest #342

Portly Scribe Aforementioned was becoming frustrated with compiling the guest list for the next court ball at Camelot.The last chance dance (laast chaance daance, daaarling!) had been such a success that a second chance last chance dance (second chaance laast chaance daance daaarling!) had been held, which was also a great success. The dances led to many new relationships forming and long standing relationships being refreshed and strengthened. And it seemed that one of the main reasons for the success was that the dance was an occasion to r...

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Mordred

Weekly Contest #340

“I have come for a branding makeover.”“And who are you? And what do you think I could do for you? " Little Plump Jo, the current Artisan in residence in Malory Tennyson’s Cloudbank Cabin for Arthurian Studies, asked as she surveyed the scrawny young man in front of her.“You probably have never noticed me. People tend to overlook me all the time. They will regret doing it in the end! I want you to give me a character profile makeover, like you did for Elaine of Astolat. You turned her from a snivelling little ‘ooh I will just die, if I cannot...

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A Hammock in the Book Stacks

Weekly Contest #338

“They are Giant Schnoodles”Arthur and Regina Penman, President and Secretary respectively of the A.R.C. Arthurian Readers Club had arrived at Malory Tennyson’s Cloudbank Cabin for Arthurian Studies with two huge grey dogs in the back of their car. The dogs had their heads out the windows, one on either side of the car. They looked for all the world like great grey stone gargoyles. They were greeted by Little Plump Jo, the current Artisan in Residence at Cloudbank Cabin. Jo loved dogs but she had never seen dogs like these.“Not my idea, you u...

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Six-Seven

Weekly Contest #337

Little Plump Jo had returned to Malory Tennyson’s Cloudbank Cabin for Arthurian Studies from her week away visiting family interstate. She spent the first day unpacking, doing three loads of washing, cleaning the cabin, catching up with emails and work projects, and taking several nana naps. And now it was time to get back to her writing.She was well aware that there was an expectation that she would use her time as Artisan in Residence at Cloudbank Cabin to produce something which would be worthy of being added to the extensive existing can...

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Five Poached Quail Eggs

Weekly Contest #333

Jester Dagonet was cartwheeling around in Little Plump Jo’s dreams again. Maybe she had eaten too much of that rich Christmas fare just before bedtime!“If you thought choc and cheese were sure to please And give you dreamings such as these” he sang“Wait, wait! Let me put a pawprint right there. You need a citation for that!” Now Intellectual Dabrowski, Little Plump Jo’s canine writing companion had also forced his way into the dream. He was insisting, as he always did, that Jo, in her position as Artisan in Residence at Malory Tennyson’s Cl...

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The Fog Lake Ferox

Weekly Contest #332

Regina Penman, the secretary of the ARC Arthurian Readers Club, blew in through the door of Malory Tennyson’s Cloudbank Cabin for Arthurian Studies, accompanied by a flurry of leaves. She pushed the door shut with her hip and stood leaning against it to get her breath back.“So, the climate is still not so ‘Camelot Perfect All the Year’. The wind was never like this in the past!” she observed.“We call it the Fog Lake Ferox” said Little Plump Jo, who was the current Artisan in Residence in Cloudbank Cabin. “They say we have only had winds this...

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The Wrath of Malory

Weekly Contest #326

Mimosa Minipas and her yappy handbag dog fled screaming from Malory Tennyson’s Cloudbank Cabin for Arthurian Studies, pursued by a swarm of fairies – cute little fairies with spiky pink hair and big blue eyes, towering, menacing fairies with dark, dark eyes and coal black curls, and translucent fairies tripping on the hems of their papery gowns.It was completely dark inside Cloudbank Cabin except for the lights twinkling on the photocopier and the paper shredder, as if all the electricity in the place had been concentrated into the operation...

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Maybe It’s Malory

Weekly Contest #325

“Mimosa Minipas has won a Fantasy Short Story competition at the ARC Arthurian Readers Club. Her prize is a week’s stay at Cloudbank Cabin” Little Plump Jo told her five canine writing companions, the Dabrowski Dogs.“Regina Penman, the Secretary of the ARC sent me an email about it, asking me to welcome her and organize the room for her.”Little Plump Jo was the current Artisan in Residence in Malory Tennyson’s Cloudbank Cabin for Arthurian Studies. She had met Regina Penman when she attended the ARC Arthurian Readers Club Conference. Before ...

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A Kick in the Pantsers

Weekly Contest #324

“Still waters run deep, you know! She is probably just thinking and mentally outlining her next chapter.”“More like stagnant waters don’t flow and she is stuck in some sort of boggy plot hole without the inspiration, inclination or impetus to get herself out.”The five Dabrowski Dogs, Imaginational, Intellectual, Emotional, Sensual and Psycho Motor, were sitting in a semi-circle in front of their mistress, Little Plump Jo, peering anxiously at her.Little Plump Jo was the current Artisan in Residence in Malory Tennyson’s Cloudbank Cabin for Ar...

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What profits me my name?

Weekly Contest #322

Imaginational Dabrowski, the little Bedlington Terrier, was lazing on the couch in the lounge of Malory Tennyson’s Cloudbank Cabin for Arthurian Studies. His front paws were crossed one over the other in a decorative fashion. He was still wearing the collar of flowers he had sported at the previous day’s wedding of Jovial Janny Joiner from the Tavern to her beau, Dashing Danny Dubglas. Eyes closed and a blissful expression on his face, he was happily recalling the events of the day and envisioning a glowing future for the young couple.The fi...

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The Blame Game

Weekly Contest #321

“Let’s review yesterday’s debacle!”“I would prefer not to do that right now, Malory Tennyson!”“Understandable, Lancelot, and I appreciate that you may not feel ready to discuss it yet. But I think we all need to review the past couple of days, while they are still fresh in our minds, to see where the blame lies, to avoid a recurrence in future.”“I do not see any need to discuss it any further. Surely nobody else is to blame if I do anything foolish or lacking in dignity. If it is a matter of paying compensation for the expenses incurred in s...

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Promises to keep

Weekly Contest #320

The woods are lovely, dark and deep But I have promises to keep And miles to go before I sleep Robert Frost: Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening The woods are lovely The scene in the Fog Lake was one of a knight cantering along a path in a sunlit forest, with his companion dog running beside the horse. Little Plump Jo, the current Artisan in Residence in Malory Tennyson’s Cloudbank Cabin for Arthurian Studies, assumed that this must be one of Malory’s exercises in writing a description of landscape, as there did not seem to any plot worth...

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Ai Lemur Seeks Sanctuary

Weekly Contest #319

“Oh yuk, Psycho! What is that? Don’t bring it in here!”Psycho Motor Dabrowski, one of the five canine writing companions of Little Plump Jo had just strutted through the door of Malory Tennyson’s Cloudbank Cabin for Arthurian Studies, with a bedraggled lump of thick brown fur in his mouth and deposited it on the floor in the middle of the lounge room.“I found it on the doorstep. Can we keep it? Please! Please!” Psycho Motor had a habit of bringing his smelly, wet, ‘strictly for outside’ toys inside. But this did not seem to be a shredded tug...

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Interview with Sir Bors

Weekly Contest #318

Brief mention of suicide“Make sure Lancelot is there in time for the Trial by Combat in the Land Dispute for King Bagdemagus, Bors!” called out Malory Tennyson, the owner of Malory Tennyson’s Cloudbank Cabin for Arthurian Studies.“Already organized,” replied Sir Bors de Ganis. “I have sent him off to sleep under an apple tree or by a hedgerow, to be captured by Morgan LeFey and three other Witch Queens. I have arranged for King Bagdemagus’ daughter to be there at Morgan’s castle, ready to free him in return for a kiss and the promise that he...

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Where were you when…?

Weekly Contest #317

Intellectual Dabrowski had instigated a research project. He was investigating the effects of traumatic events and social change on the characters who participated in the re-enactments of the Arthurian legends in the Fog Lake at the foot of Malory Tennyson’s Cloudbank Cabin for Arthurian Studies.Intellectual was one of the five canine writing companions of Little Plump Jo, the current Artisan in Residence in Malory Tennyson’s Cloudbank Cabin for Arthurian Studies. Because dogs hear a different range of sound, the Dabrowski Dogs were attuned ...

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