Grace is the Word
See what I did there, Frankie Valli?
Regular readers of Shredded Cheddar know that updates have been a bit slow lately. I'm sorry about that and will try to resume regular posting soon. I'm especially sorry to those who were looking forward to a September round of Word & Question.
Let me try to make some lemonade out of this with a Grace/Grease Month . . .
We've been playing for over a year now--enough time for several players to receive prompts and fail to pay up with poems. =P
Not that I'm upset or anything. (Really!) W&Q is a game, after all, and if some prompts get cast onto the waters without coming back buttered and blogged, it's not a big deal.
But I know that if I owed a poem--which is somehow a more serious matter in the universe than merely owing money--I would love a chance to pay my dues without being too embarrassed. And what better way to give Those Who Know Who They Are this little gift than by creating a situation in which my own embarrassment is guaranteed to outweigh that of everyone else?
Here's my deal . . .
If you will finally publish and post a link to your poem, I will write my own special poem just for you, using the word "Grease" and the question of your choice from the selections below . . .
Did you get very far?
Did he have a car?
Was it love at first sight?
Did she put up a fight?
How much dough did he spend?
Could she get me her friend?
Yes, I am prepared to write several "grease" poems . . . and a "grace" poem as well, if you prefer the pun.
Note that this offer is only open to those W&Q players who do owe poems--and it's limited to the month of September 2011. Yes, it seems weird to reward their lateness with this special offer, but I've always been weird and you're clearly just catching up.