The Bad Santa Contest
It's here, our vaunted literary XXXmas gladiator fight. Many will heed the call but only one will prevail. Only one will emerge standing. Alive. With prizes.Your story must be:1. Original and unpublished. (We at Biting-Edge are not going to hassle with The New Yorker over your copyright.)2. 250 words or less. (Go ahead and try a one-word story, smarty pants. We dare ya!)3. About Santa however you define him, her, or it. (Red suit, beard, ho-ho-ho, alcoholic breath, kids on his grimy lap while he's sprouting a boner (but I digress, I'm over that, really), the creeping around and seeing who sleeps in the nude, etc.,)4. Set in the holiday season (Christmas in other words though Kwanza, Hannukah, Winter Solstice, and Festivus are okay.)4. Include the word "fuck" (Not frig, fug, freakin', boink, bang, the deed, etc.)5. Received by midnight, November 23, 2007. (MST time in this dimension, you fantasy writers.) Submit to firstname.lastname@example.orgAdditional rules:1. The decision of the judges is final (Though we do accept cash or sexual favors as bribes--for a rate quote, ask Jeanne.)2. The winning entry will receive a global post on the Biting-Edge blog and our plethora of prizes. (In case you thought a Nobel was cool.)
So what are the prizes worthy of your sweat and tears from struggling with the Muse? Check out this cornucopia of booty, me Holiday hearties.
And of course, the Treasure of Treasures, the Holy Grail of prizes...a Devil Duck.