A sandwich is often named after its insides. Tolkien didn't write about no Upper or Lower Earth. And who is happier in a triple spoon than Lucky Pierre? This month we celebrate the middle, the median, the filling. Write a novel set at midnight, about a middle manager on midway island, and give the story no beginning or proper end. Make a cake-size adult Gusher, filled with triplesec and huckleberry filling. Reinterpret A Midsummer Night's Dream with middle aged lovers and starting in medias res. Make a sculpture of all your friends' bellybuttons. Or just come up with Jennifer Jones's middle name. Whatever you do, bring it or post it here to share. Sunday, September 20th @ 5:00. Message me for address.