Asset For Some Writing Contests Novels & Stories

Chapter Six Ivy Friday came and we were all up for the upcoming drawing contest. Each year North High Carolina's University organized a painting contest for students who studied fine arts and sculpture. However, everyone with the ability and talent to draw or paint was able to apply. And I did! Thanks to Anna who obliged me, just kidding, Anna encouraged me into doing it. She is very supportive of my drawing skills, she says that I had better chances at winning the contest prize than all the participating student! Yeah well, she was as you might expect, subjective.

Even with my part- time jobs, I've always managed to do well in my studies. I have won many awards on merit and through competitions like spelling bee, Quiz, debates, essay writing, public speaking, article writing, story or novel writing, best blogger, poet of the year and so on. I literally don't even have anymore space in my room to keep some so I just keep old ones in the drawer. Packing my stuffs, I ordered Uber already and it'll soon arrive. When I say stuffs, not more than a bag and one other tiny bag.

Why bother when I can drink straight from the bottle? My attention scrapes over my desk. Idly, I flip open my notebooks. My eyes glaze over the words I've written inside. The letters and numbers are perfectly formed in crisp ink, but my vision can't make sense of any of it. Doesn't matter, I tell myself sourly. Nothing in here can help. Katerina believes I'm her enemy ... None of this can change a thing! Curling my upper lip, I slap the paperwork off my desk. It scatters all over the floor.

She proceeded to straighten her already perfect tailored black gown for the umpteenth time as she shot herself a final look. Phoebe had just gotten a job offer from an online site that she’d signed up for. It was a writing contest that was currently ongoing in the state and even though she wasn't a writer, she had felt bored and so had decided to sign up as she'd read quite a lot of novels and had even if it was just the slightest idea of what writing entailed. She'd proceeded to write a short story which she submitted, but to her utmost surprise, she won the contest and was selected amongst two others to become a writer for the organization. They were asked to come to a venue where they wou

"I read somewhere that some contests are phony. Like some lotteries. They get you to buy something, but you don't have any real chance of winning." "With writing contests, you don't have to buy anything," Lucy reasoned. And in this case, it wasn't that Lucy had no chance of winning but that she had a one hundred percent chance of winning. Jane opened her mouth again, but Mr. Putnam walked by and told them to stop talking and focus on solving the problems. At least, she'd tried to tell her, Jane told herself defensively. But she knew, as much as she knows anything that trying wasn't good enough.

My shift will end soon. And I still I have to finish my final draft for the writing contest! It’s due next week. I thought. I joined the “Writer's Luck” contest to win $700. Not only that, you'll be an automatic member of an elite book club called “The Golden Phoenix” wherein you will meet many personalities and big people. Also, this club could aid you find a sponsor or a publisher to publish your writing. And I think this is a tremendous opportunity to pay off the debts of my aunt. I hope luck will be in my favour.

Mr Winters said and everyone nodded in affirmative. "Mig,Elva" Fleur called,her gaze fixed on something in Braun's iPod. "Yes" We answered. "Braun just showed me something...There is a competition coming up in two weeks time..it's created by the wealthiest politicians in Mexico...it'll be done annually and It's based on modelling and music..the competition are for popular models and musicians...

"To cut the story short, this pack has its advantage and disadvantage" Okay, another hint of mystery. "There are two most important advantages; you will learn new things. What I mean by that is, because different people come from different path of the world, you will get to learn new things. Most especially the market days" Sounds interesting. "Number two; every end of the month, a contest will be held and each and every one will bring out his/her skills. The one with the best skills would be rewarded." "What type of skills?" "Anyone. Be it painting, cooking, archery, or fighting. Interesting right?"

Chase declared. "A contest?" Jace asked. He wasn't aware of any contest. "There's going to be a contest, an international one. It's based majorly on Designs, artists sculpture and painting. It's in celebration of the incumbent Prime minister's mother. The woman loves it. And as it is, foreign investors would be around and whoever takes home the Gold medals would be an attraction for foreign investors…" Chase explained. "Why didn't I know about this?" Jace asked. His mind immediately drifted to the imperial group. Are they also aware of this when they decide to hire Arianna?

She wore a blazer. No pants. “She’s a visionary,” River whispered as Marla declared the office open by shouting, “Let the truth games begin!” Skye couldn’t stop laughing. “We really are raising a tiny dragon lawyer.” The NY office launched a youth writing program that exploded within six weeks. Thousands of applicants. Half of them from underserved schools. All of them hungry. Camilla was flown out to teach poetry once a month. Carrie hosted a publishing workshop. River and Skye Skyped in from LA, answering questions like: