If you're considering subbing to our Summer call - please remember, we want stories about plant-life in all its forms. The Kingdom of Plantae being celebrated. Do check out our Mood Board to see what we mean. We'll also have prompts popping up here 💚
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A week left on Summer subs for your stories celebrating the Kingdom of Plantae 💚
Here's what Guest Reader, Leigh @mrlovelyday.bsky.social would love to see in the binbox.
Think of those spaces less commonly considered, and how genre can influence everything 🦝
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So chuffed to have this available to share digitally - the first piece I ever had in print! Terrific stories within. Mine starts with a cryptic crossword and descends from there. Any clues? Read on...
Really honoured to feature in Moonflake Press' treasured anthology with a wee poem I'm quite chuffed with. Lots of heartfelt, sparkly stuff within.
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Get in the bin! Make it green, make it short!
Brilliance and brevity from @quickasaflash.bsky.social - do not regret rien not reading...
One of our lovely Trash Family have started their own lit mag. Pam's an excellent writer and will be a cracking editor. Get on it to be part of the inaugural issue 🌻
Our last spotlight from the stellar Prompted Stories issue is from guest reader, Ian Johnson @youcanandyouwill.bsky.social 🦝
We loved how immersive, tense and visceral this flash was, with raw snappy sentences driving the emotion. A fab use of prompts.
Read here:
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Brilliant stuff from endlessly talented @meanerharker.bsky.social - check these out
Today's Prompted Story spotlight is from Zoe Davis
@meanerharker.bsky.social🦝
We loved the angst in this young MC, the real-world challenges of his "gift". It's gritty and sassy and we loved the way the nemesis was transformed in the story.
Read and listen here:
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We are wheeling out our green bin for this summer general submission call. Stories do not have to be set in summer – but they do have to be GREEN in some way, embracing the phyto-world. We ar…
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We're counting down folksies - tomorrow at 9am (BST) we open for summer subs.
Flash 100-750, Shorts up to 2000
GREEN theme - landscape, ecology, plantlife etc. 🌳
trashcatlit.com/summer-mood/
Guidelines and sub form available here: trashcatlit.com/general-subm...
Long drives have inspired me to create over the years. With Silver Canyon Review, my literary journal, I hope to see the stories from the missed turns and the backroads. Submissions are open now.
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Zoë Davis can't believe you didn't know about this--the banana Yazoo, the condom, and the girl who never called her a slag again, today at Villain Era! 🖤🔪
We're excited to now offer the chance to read all the stories from our charity print anthology free online 🦝
Meet the contributors and read What Comes to Light here: trashcatlit.com/read-what-co...
You can still help The Wildlife Trusts by buying a paperback - via link on the page 🦊
Thanks @wilsonkoewing.bsky.social for publishing this one.
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SUBMISSIONS ARE CURRENTLY CLOSED.Our next General Submission call is for Summer 2026 – opening 1st June.This call is themed “Green Bin Stories” Check out our Mood Board to get a s…
So yeah, I can’t believe you didn’t know about this it were that time I were told Stacey Butler called me a slag and I said like you know what I’ll show her who’s a slag so I went to the corner shop and got meself a bottle of Yazoo the banana flavoured one and stole a condom outta my dad’s sock drawer and when we were on the school bus next day I opened that greasy little packet gave the rubber a little blow and poured the milkshake inside as it’s the perfect colour right?
Strasbourg 5 am. A heron’s heavy row across a blue July sky, over green gravel lakes beside the motorway. We’re sixteen. Hungover French drizzles from our English tongues as we waste away with the was...