Writing Competitions 2025 Free Entry Novels & Stories

The lady passed off the papers and it got to me. I racked my brain as I tried to read the several topics. They seemed so out of my league. I looked up at Jared for, panic in my eyes. Even though he hadn’t faced me to speak, I knew he was talking to me and I calmed a little. “I’m here to help and you’re here to help us. We will be putting a lot of heads together to come up with papers the judges have never seen before.” “The actual contest is not till the end of the semester but there’ll be regular meetings before then.”

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“The Quill On Fire competition?” That’s practically the biggest art competition in the city. Everyone knows about it. But only elites or people with powerful connections, ever get in. How would someone like me even stand a chance? As though reading my mind, Ella waves dismissively. “Don’t worry about access. I’m taking pictures of these and sending them to the family group chat immediately. Trust me, one of your brothers definitely knows someone who can help.” Before I can even ask how that could be possible since we’re just normal people, she’s already standing.

Ashley went to the canteen with her roommates and listened to them talk about something: "Recently the school is going to hold the Fifth Digital Media Art Competition. Would you like to take part in it?" Vivian, "Is it necessary to form a team?" Sophie, "Well, there are no more than six people in a group." Lily, "Can other departments also participate?" Sophie, "Yes, it's for the whole school." Vivian, "Do you want to participate?" Lily didn't have much interest, "Forget it. I'm too lazy." "Let me see," Ashley took out her mobile phone. "The categories of works participating in the competition are animated short films, microfilms, game design, interaction design..."

Indeed satisfactory. "The arts and design apartment will soon be conducting a competition amongst the students of arts and designing. The student who wins will receive a recommendation to the top 10 jewellery designing companies along with the $50,000 cash as prize. So, start preparing your best designs in this week for the competition. Don't disappoint me. Good luck to all of you." Loud murmurs commenced as students started to talk to each other, discussing the competition. Everyone wanted to win. $50,000 was not a small sum.

“Not naïve, honey. I think you will. And not just for the first year.” At the suggestion about a full scholarship, Emmie smiled. “Thanks, Mr. Queens.” “Did you send some of your photos to the contest you wanted to enter?” The girl exhaled as she nodded. “Yeah,” she mumbled and took a seat. “I haven’t heard back though.” “Didn’t you say they’d announce the winners at the end of July?” “Exactly.” She sipped her water before placing it on the wooden table. “But don’t they have to talk to the winners privately at first? I probably didn’t even place twentieth, there were like thousands of submissions.”

There was no category in this year's competition but each school presented its best three for the writing event. The writing event has more sponsors than the whole game combined. Many oil firms and companies placed huge amounts on the essay competition and the judges are external judges from the different universities of the nation as selected by the competition organizers. The conference hall was filled up at 7:00 pm, 20 minutes before the debate and essay competition. Schools were seated in different areas of the hall, each very expectant and ready to support their students when the competition started properly. “There wouldn't be fear in me had it been we have Shola with us, just that he

"Come on, do you think I can represent the school, the school will start the selection process tomorrow, I really don't know which ones will represent our school" The so-called 'King's Competition' is an event that schools all over the world must participate in, each school sends ten people to participate in, not limited to occupation, but must be under the age of 25 years of age to participate in the young people, the final winner will be awarded the title of King's Competition! Even the king of an empire will have to be courteous, and can make a wish to the wishing pool, as long as the wish is not too much can be turned into reality, the so-called too much wish, such as to become a six str

As the bus started its journey, I sat in the comfortable backseat and worried about what would happen if my work didn't get attention. I was going to Blackwood's Enterprises, a big art gallery that has an art festival every year. The festival was only two months away, and I wanted to show my talent there. They invited painters from all over to compete for a great opportunity. On their website, they said the artist with the best painting would not only have their artwork displayed at the festival but also get 5 million dollars and a job offer from the company.

I could feel the determination rising within me, and I clenched my fists, pushing aside the nagging questions about the media. “Oh, his birthday is coming up, isn't it?” Pierre's voice broke through my thoughts, his words pulling me back into the moment. “That would be the perfect time for you to submit your entry as well.” I paused, my brush hovering over the half-finished painting. “Submit my entry?” I echoed, squinting at him in confusion. “What do you mean? Where would I be submitting it?” Pierre raised an eyebrow, a playful grin tugging at the corners of his mouth. “Right, I forgot you don't have your phone with you right now. There's a contest happening in the city,”