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she smiled, walking away. “I guess that's all for today, please enjoy the rest of your day,” I dismissed the class and went straight to the director's office, tucking the paper in my pocket. I knocked on his door and he answered me with a sweet smiling face. “Melissa, please have your seat,” he pointed to the empty seat in front of him. “Thank you sir.” “I know you have your reservations about a lot of things but there's this competition coming up. It's for any age, so as long as you have a talent to showcase, you are free to enter.”

"I think they think there will be, and that's enough for me." I nodded. "I was thinking about entering one of the contests." "Oh? As a Blood Moon rep?" My face heated. "I hadn't thought about that, but just for fun. I don't expect to win or anything." "Well, that's the wrong mindset to sign up with," Lucian said. His eyes twinkled with amusement. "Always plan to win even if you're just going in for fun." I laughed. "I don't even know what kind of contests there are, and I'm barely making it through the training as it is."

I need to finish the article that I am doing and submit it before the deadline. Earlier in the morning, I saw an article saying that there is a contest for writing an essat about the effects of climate change in the economy and health of the people. Their prizes ranges from $200 - $1000. I did not waste the chance. Of course, if I will win in the said contest, my article will be featured in a famous magazine, which is Fancy Magazine, and the cash prizes that are waiting for the winner. After several minutes, I finally finished my article and submit it immediately to their email address. Good thing that my brain is working flawlessly today. I did not experience a writer's block and the flow o

“That’s so amazing. I don’t know what to say.” “Say yes. You never know. Your story could win the prize.” Huh. “Okay.” I give in with a laugh. “That’s awesome. Go ahead and enter it.” I can’t believe this is happening. It still feels so surreal. “Whatever the outcome of the contest, this will be a nice feat to add to your resume. Also, about that recommendation letter you asked for, whenever you need it, feel free to come to me. I’m sure we can work something out.”

**Use Sensory Details:** Appeal to the senses to immerse readers in your world. 18. **Read Aloud:** Hear your words; it helps identify awkward phrasing and pacing issues. 19. **Know When to Break Rules:** Understand writing conventions, but be willing to break them for creative impact. 20. **Show Empathy:** Understand your characters' perspectives and emotions. 21. **Create a Writing Space:** Establish a dedicated area for your writing. 22. **Read Craft Books:** Learn from experienced authors through instructional books. 23. **Stay Persistent:** Rejections are part of the journey; don’t be discouraged.

"Wait, are all of the other participants here get an invite from your company?" "No, we do not invite them. We just promote about this competition and they just sent us about their details to enter this competition. You compete in this competition, but why are you asking me this?" "But if the participants can't make a strip manga as what did you want. What kind of methods that they can use to compete?" "It's neither you are going to do a strip manga nor you just do the short manga story. It's up to the participants to choose what kind of things that they want."

The Folio Vision Hyperrealism Competition was the National Art Competition started by the Folio Vision Museum. They hold competition annually since 1999, where ten artists of hyperrealistic paintings will compete against each other. The entry to this competition was too competitive and had a small percentage of successful admission. The museum chooses ten participants out of the average number of hundreds of people nationwide who submitted their audition applications. The participants needed to have a long history of winnings from their local art competitions and apply a hyperrealistic painting on canvas in size of fifty by fifty inches. There is no age requirement, only a fee of fifty thous

“Isn’t that what writers do? Anyways, the prize money is huge. It can get you a nice apartment.” Liar. “You’re lying.” I laugh and he sighs. “At least you can get a nice meal off of it.” He finally says and I laugh. “I’ll try writing something and yes, I do work.” I sassily say and I hear him scoff. “Sure sure.” He ends the call and I board the boss heading to Larry’s house. It’s a two hour journey so I use that moment to think of a short story concept. Okay Mia, don’t overthink it. It’s just a downtown contest.

' My fingers hovered on the entry key but I held myself back from pressing it. What would I submit? I hadn't even drawn anything in weeks, not since the whole divorce situation cropped up and the mask I draped over my marriage began to fall. The theme for this year's competition was Rebirth. How poetic. It was likened to the belief I had for myself, the hope I had that my future could be reinvited into a life lived solely for myself. Still, my mind held doubts and ultimately, I scrolled away from the entry key and down to the list of co-organizers where I spotted Alaric's name and brand.

At the end of the online class session, we were to submit our masterpiece which would be reviewed by some editors and they would pick a winner whose book would be published in paperback and the writer would be given recognition. My online school has been holding a writing contest every year and my book has come third or second since I joined two years ago. That year was my final year and my last chance to win the contest which was why I put all my effort into it this year. "Rhea, I've told you about using your phone on the table. This is why you are using eye contact in the first place." My mom scolded. "Just to be clear, I love my eye contact, and I'm almost done," I said with my eyes still