Writing Competitions 2023 Novels & Stories

He lightly tapped the armrest of the chair and said, "Indeed, there are various competitions, some held internally by companies, and others are collaborations among several companies in Fairport. Globally, these events usually announce the results of the previous competition in early spring and start a new round of competition in late spring. “If you wish to participate, I would suggest waiting until next spring. After all, for other competitions, as an employee, there might be restrictions due to the rules, and such limitations wouldn't apply to the super large-scale competitions." Rebecca nodded. "Alright, thanks, boss. I will do more research on that." Daniel smiled. "No worries." Suddenl

I gripped the edge of my seat, barely breathing. "All finalists will also be considered for fifty thousand dollar opportunities through our sponsors, including Nike's Future Designers Internship, CFDA scholarships, and placement programs with Parsons and FIT." She looked out across the crowd, her smile growing wider. "There would be other competitions in sciences and arts, but this is bigger than them all. I want to encourage every single one of you to put in your best work. This is life-changing, and I mean that. Everyone is welcome to enter, no matter your year or your background, and entry is completely free. The application is live right now on the school website. Bulletins have also bee

Ibukun glanced at her, wondering if she had just cried about Bolaji and her sudden drop in friends and admirers. “Yes, good,” he said, and turning to Ibukun, who shook her head no, he explained, “The Competition is in its maiden year. It’s for SS3 students only. It takes place in May, after your SSCE exams. For now, only schools from five states are open to competing; Lagos, Abia, Jos, Oyo and Rivers. The exam would also be purely oral.”

After all, he was my numero uno fan. “Not really… well, kind of. My manager told me about this competition all over the States when I went to submit my draft to her, it’s about writing an original novel on any genre the writer prefers. Whoever wins—I think there will be one from each genre—will get their book published nationwide and sign a five-year contract with one of the famous publication houses.” I explained. “Ah! That’s great! You decided on what to write yet?” he asked curiously, laying his head on my lap as he did so. “I could give you—”

Umbrie scoffed, "A dream that will never come true. Kieran is the only man I will ever get married to even if you don't like him. It's my choice and not yours." "I'm not attending anyways, no need to tell me." He said walking away. Mr Wynn stopped him, "Will you listen to what she has to say at least? I can't believe you kids are this hard to deal with." "I am an adult dad." Jared protested. "Yeah right." Umbrie laughed, he glared at her. "Umbrie tell him the news or let him go to his room." Mrs Wynn warned her. "I am representing the school in a writing competition which will take place in Dubai this week. I am going to be the main focus of the school!" She announced excitedly.

Of course, he could recognize no one since we were much. "A beautiful morning to students and teachers, academic staff, and nonacademic. You are all welcome here." "As we all know that the annual competition, the Academy Royal institution will be coming up on the second of next month, September, twenty twenty-two. I shall pass the microphone onto our amiable, principal Lorelei. She will shed more light on the competition, Thank you." After those words, he did as he said. He passed on the microphone to the Principal who joyfully collected the microphone from him. She smiled and looked around before talking as if she were observing something.

I put the booklet aside and pretended to be serious, "Well, I feel that if I don't encounter any accidents, I can book the second place in advance." "Okay, then I'll make a reservation for the third place." Nancy glanced at me with a smile at the corner of her mouth, joking with me. The conditions for signing up for this competition were that the participants should have final works related to large-scale interior design over the recent two years, which was slightly harsh for most designers. If it were five years ago, I wouldn't have been qualified to sign up for this competition. But now, it wasn't a problem for me.

"Right. Your mom is incredibly talented, most people just don't know it yet." One of the male wolves spoke up again. "We're entering the pharmacology competition for the Silvermoon Award next month. Did you sign up?" I paused, then looked down, feeling a bit let down. "No. I haven't entered any competitions in years." "You're so good, you should enter. Today is the last day to register." My eyes instantly lit up. The Silvermoon Award was certified by the Werewolf Association and was the highest-level competition in werewolf toxicology. If I could place in this competition, it would be a massive help for my comeback in the industry.

At the lobby, the receptionist called our attention when she handed us leaflets. “What’s this?” Jo and I read what was written on the leaflet. “The annual contest?” She gasped, but there was excitement in her voice. “What’s that?” I asked, intrigued. Jo explained that the annual contest was the company’s way of discovering new talent. We give aspiring candidates a chance to showcase their work. It can be an investigative news story, a feature story, or a comprehensive continuing story. We also give the best photographer award during this contest.” “And?” I prodded.

"You do look like you've been to hell and back, though. What's wrong?" Zach stiffened slightly at the question but he wasn't about to give himself away. Not so soon. "Nothing. I'm just – " he couldn't think of the right words. Instead, he changed the topic. "How many Packs will be involved in the competition this year?" He showed the file to Gamma Micah. "Every Pack in the region. It's in a few weeks." Gamma Micah replied, slightly taken aback by how quickly Zach could change the topic. "Will you be contesting this year?"