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Newsletter Submission Call!



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Tue Sep 12, 2006 3:47 am
Nate says...



A new YWS newsletter will be sent out this weekend, and if you submit something to it, you may find it published in the newsletter.

What I'm looking for:
- Late September through October Birthday Announcements
- Co-author ads (if you're looking for someone to co-author a project with)
- Help article on YWS
- Writing Tips articles
- Satire
- Writing facts
- Poems
- Flash Fiction (less than 200 words)

However, just because you submit something does not mean it'll make it in. The newsletter will be kept short, so that means only a few of the above could end of making it.

If you want to submit something, send it to:
webmaster@youngwriterssociety.com
  





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Tue Sep 12, 2006 9:17 pm
Wiggy says...



Cool! I can't wait for it!

Wiggy ;)
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Tue Sep 12, 2006 9:23 pm
-KayJuran- says...



When's the deadline - Friday? Can't wait to see it in action! ;)
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Thu Sep 14, 2006 3:40 am
Nate says...



The deadline is Saturday as I won't be able to put it together until Sunday.

Thanks to everyone who's submitted so far! I've got three submissions; two satires and one birthday announcement. If you want something included, remember to send it to:
webmaster@youngwriterssociety.com
  








"For a short space of time I remained at the window watching the pallid lightnings that played above Mont Blanc and listening to the rushing of the Arve, which pursued its noise way beneath. The same lulling sounds acted as a lullaby to my too keen sensations; when I placed my head upon my pillow, sleep crept over me; I felt it as it came and blessed the giver of oblivion."
— Mary Shelley, Frankenstein