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Welcome to Washougal Writers

I've created this blog in Blogger, a Google blog site, for simplicity and ease of access. There's an email address associated with the blog, and I think it should be managed by William, our leader. If he declines, I'll manage it, and you can email to washougalwriters@gmail.com.

Please bookmark or save this site so you can find it easily: https://www.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=8041110044113715726#allposts.

I'll email you all the password for the blog, so you can post directly if you like. If not, just email me your post at either the address above or to peggy.coquet@gmail.com, and I'll post it for you after a quick copy edit. Please don't make me type it in! I have some time, but not much ability with typing.

With permission from William, I'll also post the writing prompts for each session.

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