We're all full up on fiction and poetry for the time being, so we're shutting down those submissions for now. We're always looking for online stuff, and (pop culture related) nonfiction, though, so send us that stuff right away.

Barrelhouse, like any writer with a hint of an alcohol problem, both loves and dreads the future. But who cares what we think? What are your thoughts on the topic? Got a great story about what the world will be like in 2327? Got a super essay delineating why the hover board is not yet flying off the shelves of your local Toys R’ Us? Got an amazing poem about what type of programming will dominate network television schedules in the next millennium? When it comes to writing about the future, the possibilities are virtually limitless. That's why our new contest is all about the future. We present The Barrelhouse Invitational: The Future.

FROM OUR LATEST ONLINE ISSUE: The first sign of trouble was the palm on the table, an emphatic but broken ovation that turned every head. Then the net arcing up and out, a widening web. Lastly there was the slow parabola of the metal bowl, separated from the noodles, catching and redirecting the light, finally landing just perfectly on a spectator's head before bounding off and hitting the parquet floor with a rolling crash.