9th Annual Oh No, Not Again!!

[LeBroz]

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In case you might have missed it, it's that time of year again. Time to get in your nominations for the most influential poet of the previous year.

And thankfully, I'm NOT eligible this year!

But there are plenty of voices deserving of notice & mention, so let's see those nominations ASAP, or drastic measures will have to be taken! :caning:


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[champagne1982]

I really do hate this time of year, thankfully none of my poetry will qualify since I've disabled voting, I've never won a monthly popularity contest anyway. I should return to the subject at hand re: poet nominations. I wish it wouldn't look crass to nominate more than one, there have been so many influences, at least in my poetry, and in so many varied ways, nominating will be tough.

You and TZ have spoken two obvious choices already... but there are so many. <le sigh> Off I go into the fray.

 

[Liar]

By fear of Leon with a cane, I have now done my part.

 

[unpredictablebijou]

to whom do we "submit" these nominations?

bj

 

[LeBroz]

to whom do we "submit" these nominations?

bj

Leave the PF&D forum and head on over to the Awards & Contest forum where the nominations are made and later the voting will occur.

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[unpredictablebijou]

Leave the PF&D forum and head on over to the Awards & Contest forum where the nominations are made and later the voting will occur.

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Leave the poetry forum?

*gasp*

I dunno. it's dark and cold and weird and elitist and snarky out there...

but I'll try.

bj

 

[LeBroz]

Leave the poetry forum?

*gasp*

I dunno. it's dark and cold and weird and elitist and snarky out there...

but I'll try.

bj

Cheer up — it's been alleged in as many words that it's dark and cold and weird and elitist and snarky in the PF&D. And you can almost count on the conspiracy theorists to crawl out from under their rocks and bemoan the "love fest" that results in some favorite of whom they don't approve taking the prize.

So what? I'll take a love fest over a hate fest any day.

So, with a shameless plug, let's all make this Angeline's year.

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[unpredictablebijou]

Cheer up — it's been alleged in as many words that it's dark and cold and weird and elitist and snarky in the PF&D. And you can almost count on the conspiracy theorists to crawl out from under their rocks and bemoan the "love fest" that results in some favorite of whom they don't approve taking the prize.

So what? I'll take a love fest over a hate fest any day.

So, with a shameless plug, let's all make this Angeline's year.

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I'm hip. I know it's exactly that way in here, but it's MY dark, cold, weird, snarky elitism, so I'm comfy with it.

I just went and looked. This IS how we get our rep, isn't it.

Besides, how can something like that NOT be a love fest?

I'm just going to have to start my leg-humping thread any minute. I've been threatening to for a while now...


bj

 

[Angeline]

Cheer up — it's been alleged in as many words that it's dark and cold and weird and elitist and snarky in the PF&D. And you can almost count on the conspiracy theorists to crawl out from under their rocks and bemoan the "love fest" that results in some favorite of whom they don't approve taking the prize.

So what? I'll take a love fest over a hate fest any day.

So, with a shameless plug, let's all make this Angeline's year.

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You're making me blush, yknow. I've had such a great day today. I got the best letter from my mom and then I got a big freelance job offer, so I sorta won today anyway lol. Besides I won in 2003 or 02, I think. If I win anything again I'll be thrilled, of course, but quite honestly I just want to see a deserving poet win and there are lots of those here.

 

[Angeline]

Like lemmings to the sea!

Virgins are rushing in to nominate the most influential writer! Champ, you weren't kidding lol. Every other post is from a virgin. Oh let the games begin.

 

[Liar]

Like I said last year (here? the AH? somewhere else? can't remember) when everyone went "Ooh, they be virgins! Suspicious!"...

There's a link directly in to the nom threads from the Lit frontpage. Where many thousand non forum posters but still avid readers pass by on a daily basis.

Do the proverbial math, and you have an entirely plausible explanation.

 

[LeBroz]

First there was Day of the Triffids

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Now it's the Day of the Virgins — all of civilization under attack by these primitive creatures. Should be a most interesting outcome.

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[Liar]

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Now it's the Day of the Virgins — all of civilization under attack by these primitive creatures. Should be a most interesting outcome.

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Are you sure you're in the right forum? Sounds like one for Story Ideas.

 

[Angeline]

Like I said last year (here? the AH? somewhere else? can't remember) when everyone went "Ooh, they be virgins! Suspicious!"...

There's a link directly in to the nom threads from the Lit frontpage. Where many thousand non forum posters but still avid readers pass by on a daily basis.

Do the proverbial math, and you have an entirely plausible explanation.

Stop ruining my fun with your damn logic!

 

[champagne2008]

Stop ruining my fun with your damn logic!

I know! Talk about "leaving it to a man" to thwart even the ditziest of theories... hmmph!

 

[unpredictablebijou]

I know! Talk about "leaving it to a man" to thwart even the ditziest of theories... hmmph!

I laughed for ten minutes when I finally noticed your new alt.

Day of the Virgins indeed. Someone around here has GOT to write that story. Seriously.

bj

 

[Angeline]

I laughed for ten minutes when I finally noticed your new alt.

Day of the Virgins indeed. Someone around here has GOT to write that story. Seriously.

bj

That's funny I thought that, too. There should be a Day of the Virgins challenge. However. . . I am not sure I personally want to write this poem, so I will just stfu now.

 

[unpredictablebijou]

That's funny I thought that, too. There should be a Day of the Virgins challenge. However. . . I am not sure I personally want to write this poem, so I will just stfu now.

No no. it has to be a chain story. by the snarkily elitist poets in the PF&D. It can have line divisions if that makes poets more comfortable. But it needs to be a group project.

And now I personally dare you to actually write that poem. I will if you will.

*doomed*
bj

 

[Tzara]

Tzara's Quick Guide to the Literotica Year-End Awards

Yeah, yeah—there's maybe no red carpet, but my God there is all the angst and intrigue of a Major Awards Show. And O, all that sweet, though verbal, décolletage! Those legs! That stalwart manly, uh, manliness! That underhanded, kited manipulation of a technology IPO plus that of a questionable presidential race! Add that to the fun and what do you have?

Yay! It's Literotica's year-end awards!

OK, newbie, here's the drift: You're supposed to pick your favorite writers in various categories. Things like Most Helpful Editor or Most Original Sex Scene. Or, probably more relevant here, Lit's Most Influential Poet. Sounds simple, huh?

(Insert dismisively nasal Frenchy sounds here.) Mais non, monsieur ou madame! Non non non non non!

That French adds culture, don't you think?

Never mind.

Anyway, here's your guidey thing:

The personifers involved:

• The Angry Person: No one nominated me, you sons of bitches! And I thought you were my friends! Hell, I've been here for (hours/days/months/years) and you people still don't recognize my brillliance.
  
  Motherfuckers.
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• The Other Angry Person: I want to nominate X because (her or she) fucking have the rules down and are cheating those of us who worked our butts off to win this/some/whatever contest. I mean their stories and/or poems suck and are short and nobody likes them anyway, they don't get hardly any votes or reads and, fuck, they're an asshole, anyway. But they did it so they have my vote.
  
  Assholes.
  
  I'm so doing this next year. Just saying.
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• The Virgin: Hello (insert heart-shaped friendly thing here), I just signed up for Lit but I have been a fan of X oh for many years. His/her stories/poems are the greatest!!! She/he is my favorite writer!!!! I'd better sign up again!!! to make sure you count my vote!!!!!!!
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• The Conciliator: Aren't we all just friends? Why, I think we are!
  
  How 'bout we hold hands and sing Kumbaya? (Hi, Ross! Guano Apes, especial fer you)
  
  No, it's OK if you can't sing! Harmony is overrated, after all.
  
  God, I love you, everyone.
  
  What lyrics?
  
  Oh, yeah, peace. Peace.
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• The Nihilist: You people are all stupid. Real poetry, real writing happens in the streets. You people know nothing about life.
  
  Idiots.
  
  Hey, can I borrow twenty bucks? I'm good for it.

OK, folks. Here's my sound and expert advice on how to deal with this year-end stuff: Go watch a movie with someone. A love, if you have one; if not, buy lots of popcorn and eat it all. Buy lots of popcorn anyway. Its bad for you, which is, paradoxically, good.

Well, not really, but hell, it tastes good anyway.

Peace ungoodwill to man

 

[Angeline]

Yeah, yeah—there's maybe no red carpet, but my God there is all the angst and intrigue of a Major Awards Show. And O, all that sweet, though verbal, décolletage! Those legs! That stalwart manly, uh, manliness! That underhanded, kited manipulation of a technology IPO plus that of a questionable presidential race! Add that to the fun and what do you have?

Yay! It's Literotica's year-end awards!

OK, newbie, here's the drift: You're supposed to pick your favorite writers in various categories. Things like Most Helpful Editor or Most Original Sex Scene. Or, probably more relevant here, Lit's Most Influential Poet. Sounds simple, huh?

(Insert dismisively nasal Frenchy sounds here.) Mais non, monsieur ou madame! Non non non non non!

That French adds culture, don't you think?

Never mind.

Anyway, here's your guidey thing:

The personifers involved:

• The Angry Person: No one nominated me, you sons of bitches! And I thought you were my friends! Hell, I've been here for (hours/days/months/years) and you people still don't recognize my brillliance.
  
  Motherfuckers.
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• The Other Angry Person: I want to nominate X because (her or she) fucking have the rules down and are cheating those of us who worked our butts off to win this/some/whatever contest. I mean their stories and/or poems suck and are short and nobody likes them anyway, they don't get hardly any votes or reads and, fuck, they're an asshole, anyway. But they did it so they have my vote.
  
  Assholes.
  
  I'm so doing this next year. Just saying.
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• The Virgin: Hello (insert heart-shaped friendly thing here), I just signed up for Lit but I have been a fan of X oh for many years. His/her stories/poems are the greatest!!! She/he is my favorite writer!!!! I'd better sign up again!!! to make sure you count my vote!!!!!!!
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• The Conciliator: Aren't we all just friends? Why, I think we are!
  
  How 'bout we hold hands and sing Kumbaya? (Hi, Ross! Guano Apes, especial fer you)
  
  No, it's OK if you can't sing! Harmony is overrated, after all.
  
  God, I love you, everyone.
  
  What lyrics?
  
  Oh, yeah, peace. Peace.
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• The Nihilist: You people are all stupid. Real poetry, real writing happens in the streets. You people know nothing about life.
  
  Idiots.
  
  Hey, can I borrow twenty bucks? I'm good for it.

OK, folks. Here's my sound and expert advice on how to deal with this year-end stuff: Go watch a movie with someone. A love, if you have one; if not, buy lots of popcorn and eat it all. Buy lots of popcorn anyway. Its bad for you, which is, paradoxically, good.

Well, not really, but hell, it tastes good anyway.

Peace ungoodwill to man

I was born to play the Conciliator, and I have for years. But I really do like everyone. I even like the people I don't like just not as much as the people I do like, but still my bottom, er my threshhold that is, is still basically "like." I like you. All. Now let's write poems.

But not everyone agrees with this. Not even me, sometimes.

We need something to drink with the popcorn and I really like those little soft pretzel nuggets you can get with mustard. Do they have them at theaters anywhere besides Philly? They don't in Maine.

Bijou I am so ignoring your challenge, but I promise I'll reconsider tomorrow afternoon. It's just I already wrote a Bob and a Pillsbury Doughboy Challenge poem and even a ~sob~ Disco Zombie sonnet. The horror.

 

[GuiltyPleasure]

Yeah, yeah—..................

..................Peace ungoodwill to man

A-men brother T! Pass the popcorn.

 

[champagne2008]

I was born to play the Conciliator, and I have for years. But I really do like everyone. I even like the people I don't like just not as much as the people I do like, but still my bottom, er my threshhold that is, is still basically "like." I like you. All. Now let's write poems.

But not everyone agrees with this. Not even me, sometimes.

We need something to drink with the popcorn and I really like those little soft pretzel nuggets you can get with mustard. Do they have them at theaters anywhere besides Philly? They don't in Maine.

Bijou I am so ignoring your challenge, but I promise I'll reconsider tomorrow afternoon. It's just I already wrote a Bob and a Pillsbury Doughboy Challenge poem and even a ~sob~ Disco Zombie sonnet. The horror.

LOL... I think it was the StayPuff marshmallow man from Ghostbusters .. wasn't it? ... or the Michelin Man.. you're getting your animated fat guys in white all mixed up Ang... I did like the Disco Inferno. That was fun.

Uhhmm.. oh yeah, don't fight. I shouldn't have started the virgin thing... but I think it's funny that the virgins are all related and well, incest is a category... ♪Cum on people now!♪♫ Smile on your brother, ♪ev'ry buddy get together ♫ try ta luv one another ♫♪ right now!

 

[Tzara]

I was born to play the Conciliator, and I have for years. But I really do like everyone. I even like the people I don't like just not as much as the people I do like, but still my bottom, er my threshhold that is, is still basically "like." I like you. All. Now let's write poems.

Well, that's me too, m'dear, however cranky I may be. (That's the problematic Lord Vader side o' me. We never liked that side of the family anyway.)

I like you all. I really really like you all.

Damn it, I do, despite that smiley face.

Fuck.

Shake.

Shake.

Shake shake shake shake shake.

Again shake shake shake.

Fuck.

Well, different, anyway.

But not everyone agrees with this. Not even me, sometimes.

Whut?

We need something to drink with the popcorn and I really like those little soft pretzel nuggets you can get with mustard. Do they have them at theaters anywhere besides Philly? They don't in Maine.

Not effing Moxie, please, fer God's sake.

Maybe Coke er something. Could I have a beer? Please.

 

[Tzara]

I was born to play the Conciliator...

You're too nice. Lose a turn and say something nice to the dickhead who got the question about Neruda right.

Oh, yeah. Go back three spaces.

 

[Tzara]

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