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The November 2002 Silver Clitorides Awards Nominees.

Business Lunches by S. Jacobin
Chat by Passing4Human
The Date by Jules
Housewife 1946 -- Franschhoek. by Father Ignatius
Intrigued by Number 6
joss by johndear
Keys by Miss Behavin'
Losing It by Smilodon also at http://www.storiesonline.net
The Lover's Dance by Harriet
Mark Tells His Story by Pookie
Molly Malone 3 by Harriet
Photo Club by Jimmy Hat
The Russian Front by H Jekyll
The Song of India Katie McN
Summer Camp Book 1: Susan by Nick Scipio
Time by Number 6
Trick Or Treat by TooMuchTime

The November 2002 Silver Clitorides Awards Finalists

The Date by Jules
Housewife 1946 -- Franschhoek. by Father Ignatius
Keys by Miss Behavin'
Losing It by Smilodon also at http://www.storiesonline.net
Mark Tells His Story by Pookie
The Song of India Katie McN
Summer Camp Book 1: Susan by Nick Scipio

The November 2002 Silver Clitorides Awards Presentation

Gary rises up from his deathbed on one elbow...

"Deathbed!" snorts his muse. "Get real. It's just pneumonia, for crying out loud, and they can cure that. It's not like you had some mysterious new strain of influenza or something."

"Well, it feels like my deathbed," he whines, annoyed once again by his Muse's seemingly total lack of sympathy.

"Oh, quit whining. And it isn't a total lack of sympathy, it's simply reduced by circumstances."

Gary wastes a moment remembering that his thoughts are completely transparent to his Muse. Why can't he ever remember that beforehand?

"I don't know," replies his Muse. "Advancing senility, perhaps."

He rolls his eyes. "What circumstances are you referring to, anyway? It's not like I played in the rain during the sleetstorm or anything."

She has no mercy. "You don't think thirty years of inhaling tar and nicotine and increasing your susceptibility to every respiratory infection that comes down the pike constitutes 'circumstances'?"

"Yeah, sure," Gary grumps. "And now it means in addition to the cough and the chest pains I have withdrawal symptoms to drive me crazy."

"For that you want sympathy? You should have quit years ago!"

"Fine, fine. Will you at least help me get to the keyboard so I can announce the winner of the Silver Clitoride Award for the best story of the month of November, 2002?"

For this, Gary's Muse smiled and gave him a hand. "I see you're dressed appropriately for that story." She grinned.

Gary grimaced and coughed, then hobbled over to the computer. He typed, "Congratulations to Nick Scipio for his story, 'Summer Camp Book 1: Susan'. And congratulations to all the finalists and nominees."

The November 2002 Silver Clitorides Awards Winner

Summer Camp Book 1: Susan by Nick Scipio

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