Author: Moderated by Gary Jordan
Title: The Silver Clitorides Awards, 2004, September
Part: 9 of 2004
Universe: The Silver Clitorides Awards
Summary: The Silver Clitorides Awards are a monthly adjunct to the
Golden Clitorides Awards.  Their object is to promote good stories
and good authors.
Keywords: Stories, Links, Awards
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The September 2004 Silver Clitorides Awards

The Presentation

(This month's guest presenter is Jack C. Lipton.)

It was a warm and stormy month with water, water everywhere just
warm enough to steep tea...  but insufficient ice to chill it.

The door to La Taverna facing Florida had been leaking for some
time...  apparently due to some branch that penetrated the door.

Someone had apparently thought it was delivered by a Florist since
it had a tag reading "Thanks...  -Jeanne".

Despite the dripping of the water and the squeaking shoes of all
those who'd stepped through the puddle, the denizens and lurkers of
La Taverna watched as Gary, blind-sided by his ISP, sits in a corner
catching up with the Legacy of the Aldenata.

One of the regular authors waves to him... to be ignored.

Another famous (or, in Ashcroftian terminology, infamous) female
author of interesting repute finally walks up to him and, hands on
hips and arms akimbo goes "Hurrumph!" clearing her throat at the top
of her lungs.  Gary looks up from his book going "Huh?" a confused
look crossing his features.

Gary was not expecting to be accosted, of course.  He looks up at
this woman who's tapping her foot, a question on his face.

"Silver?  September?  Do you remember the month?"

Gary shivers;  yes, he remembers September.  And even August.  He
points to an unassuming character known for his whiny voice and
bizarrely inexplicable mood swings and says "Beat on him for a
change, willya?"

A look of shock and then nausea crosses her face;  others turn and
look into the not quite darkened corner where Jack is cranked back
in a recliner with a finkpad in his lap (after all, he claims to be
in the Witless Protection Program), the door to someplace
experiencing autumn near him so he can "chill out", apparently
oblivious to the stares he was accumulating as more and more pairs
of eyes lock onto him.

As if from ESP (actually, it was probably an IM from Suzee) he looks
up, startled, then to all of the eyes and his face turns white.
"Who, Me?  All right, all right...  The Winner of September's Silver
Clitorides doesn't require any introduction, but I'll do it anyway
now that I've _finally_ got an interested and, better yet, *captive*
audience..."

All of a sudden Jack jumps from his recliner and heads towards the
floor, yelling "INNNNNN-COMMMMMINGGG!"

The scroll, lobbed by one of his hidden compatriots, slaps him on
the back.

"Oh" he says, standing up and brushing himself off.  It doesn't
help, of course, so he gives up, unrolls the scroll...

"The winner of the Silver Clitorides Awards for best story of the
month of September, 2004 is That's What Friends Are For by .B.
Congratulations, dotB. Congratulations to all the authors and
finalists."
/~dotB_StoryTyme/shorts/whatfrndsrfor.htm
/~dotB_StoryTyme/

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Story, Author,  Status
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AfterShock, .B, ineligible
C3, Artie, finalist
Diary of an Unfaithful Woman, Gwen Masters, finalist
Hide and Seek, Number 6, finalist
Jamie and Cindy Naked in School, Teri Li, nominee
Lady Guinevere, Dark Vision, Ineligible
Languid, Alexis Siefert, finalist
Miss Blind America, Rachael Ross, finalist
Mothers In Law, Ann Douglas, finalist
A Night at Imagio's, flibinite, ineligible
That's What Friends Are For, .B, Winner
When the Lights Go Down, Gwen Masters, Nominee

For links to these stories, go to
/~Clitorides/SCA_Archive_D.htm#0409