My muse woke up recently, and this dumb story about a contest jumped into my head.

When Amy told me she'd found a way to win the money that would save our house, I was reluctant. But we were desperate. We maxed out all the credit cards we had left to afford all the procedures, and now looking at my sexy bikini "After" photo, I was hopeful.

I thought I'd give her a hand emailing our submission, so I opened her laptop and clicked around her bookmarks to find the website. When I found it, I shrieked. Amy came running in and I pointed at the screen. "The Man Into Woman Challenge is a Photoshop contest!"