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The Write Way to Victory
Amidst the sea of words that flow, A writer's journey must still go, Through valleys low and mountains high, To perfect their craft and reach the sky. Writing contests await, far and wide, To help hone the writer's skill and pride, To showcase their tales and heartfelt verse, And connect with readers, better or worse. Vocal.media, Writer's Digest, and more, Offer a chance to open new doors, With writing contests throughout the year, And themes that range far and near. Poets & Writers, a haven for verse, With regular contests that quench your thirst, And Winning Writers, with contests aplenty, Free to enter, to tempt the frugal penny. Reedsy, FanStory, and Gotham Writers, A trio that sparks creative fires, With monthly or weekly contests and themes, To inspire the wordsmith's wildest dreams. From The Women's Prize for Fiction to The Bath Novel Award, These contests are more than a mere reward, With cash prizes and publishing deals in sight, And opportunities to shine in the literary light. So, writers and poets, take a chance, Enter these contests and take a stance, On the path to greatness, with pen in hand, Your journey awaits, in a faraway land. - Vivia Volupta @thepleasurepen
By The Pleasure Pen3 years ago in Fiction
Word Count
As he obsessed over his word count yet again the author wondered why such an arbitrary, meaningless number, seemed to be so important to so many people. After a great deal of thought the best he could come up with was that humans have an intrinsic need to measure things and believe that a thing which cannot be measured is a thing of less value. He went to bed that night and cried himself to sleep. A thing very typical for a writer like himself.
By Everyday Junglist3 years ago in Fiction
Warranty
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By Kendall Defoe 3 years ago in Fiction
How do you get your Book made into a Show or Movie? Virtual Pitch Fest: A Writer’s Guide to Breaking into the Film and TV Industry
Ever wonder how to get your book adapted into a TV show or movie? Breaking into the film and TV industry can be challenging, and it requires a combination of talent, persistence, and a little bit of luck.
By The Pleasure Pen3 years ago in Fiction
WHAT IF WE LIVED ON A PLANET WITH NO SUN
consider the Rebel Planet the grandiose Drifter that no one needs to bring back home fundamentally a maverick planet is a planet that has been shot out from its own star framework and is currently drifting erratically through space like an enormous recluse these planets aren't simply a hypothesis researchers have really identified some in our universe as a matter of fact gauges propose that there might be loads of these Vast Wanderers drifting around the Smooth Way and they aren't little rough universes like Earth some of them are truly huge gas monsters ordinarily bigger than Jupiter these behemoths might actually have their own moons and, surprisingly, their own small frameworks circling around them for instance one of the most renowned maverick planets we are aware of has a convoluted name here you read it for yourself it's situated around 80 light years from Earth and it was found in 2013.
By Adomakoh Patrick3 years ago in Fiction
All the love
We knew each other since birth. We started dating in high school. We got married after college. We had lots of kids. We raised those kids well. We retired from work. Our kids grew up. They graduated college, became successful and took care of us when we got old. We held hands every day in the retirement home. We died at the same time, holding hands. They buried us next to each other. The chemicals from the factory spill brought us back to life as zombies. We ate all our children. We slept in our coffins when we got full.
By Alex H Mittelman 3 years ago in Fiction
My dear old bitter friend.
I awaken from slumber, groggy and tired, as is life with a 6 month old. No sleep has ever been the same since we had Cian, but It's made easier by my dear old bitter friend. I throw on an oversized t-shirt and lean over the crib, to be warmed and welcomed with open arms and an ear from ear smile. He screams in a pitch only dogs can hear, excited to see his mummy again. I lean forward, whisper good morning gorgeous boy as I do every morning and take him gently in my arms. He's always so warm and cosy.
By Billie Whyte3 years ago in Fiction
