Wordcount, that is. The 100 word One Tight Write competition, run by A Word with You Press, is going great guns. It’s remarkable how much you can fit into such a small space, like the literary equivalent of the joke about fitting four elephants in a Mini.
Last human, online; then instant message.
Congratulations! I blanch, knowing I’m impotent.
Good to see you again, Lucifer.
Published at last and no one suspects.
Till death us do part… goodbye.