Twelvetide Drabbles 2021 - DAY THIRTEEN
Greetings Twelvetide Drabblers!
Welcome to Day Thirteen of our fourteen day creative challenge! As a reminder, the challenge will end tomorrow (Thursday, January 6th) at 9pm EST. Submissions via Archive of Our Own and also the Google form WILL BE COUNTED as long as they are submitted by that timestamp. Google form submissions may take 24-48 hours to appear in the Archive collection. Pledges are also accepted up until the deadline.
On Friday/Saturday I will finalize the count and send out thanks yous and reminders to all of the folks who have pledged with instructions on donating. A final newsletter will also be posted with the annual totals (probably during the following week).
Here is where we stand as of this morning ...
DAILY STATS @ 9:30 am ET 1/5/22
Amount Pledged Per Work: $5.41/work (pledge using this Google form; totally optional!)
Amount Pledged Flat Sum: $337.50
Participants: 21
Works posted: 156
Total raised: $1,181.46
With three days left we've surpassed $1k raised for the Partnership for Inclusiver Disaster Strategies! Can we raise $1,500 or more this year? Help us out by pledging either a per-work or flat sum amount using the Google form linked above. You can pledge up until the challenge closes on January 6th at 9pm EST.
TODAY'S HIGHLIGHT
We still have new folks joining the challenge! Welcome DandelionDrabbles and check out their Good Omens fic, "The Nice and Accurate Ph.D. Proposal of Anathema Device."
TODAY'S PROMPT
Your prompt for Wednesday, January 5th:
"A man leaves the world
and the streets he lived on
grow a little shorter.
One more window dark
in this city, the figs on his branches
will soften for birds.
If we stand quietly enough evenings
there grows a whole company of us
standing quietly together.
overhead loud grackles are claiming their trees
and the sky which sews and sews, tirelessly sewing,
drops her purple hem.
Each thing in its time, in its place,
it would be nice to think the same about people.
Some people do. They sleep completely,
waking refreshed. Others live in two worlds,
the lost and remembered.
They sleep twice, once for the one who is gone,
once for themselves. They dream thickly,
dream double, they wake from a dream
into another one, they walk the short streets
calling out names, and then they answer."
~Naomi Shihab Nye, "Streets"
Image: Colorized image of a late 19th c. street scene with pedestrians and horse-drawn vehicles amid tall buildings.
Image: A deserted street at night illuminated by street lamps and lined by trees.
Image: A damp cobbled street illuminated by warm lights.
