Writing Competitions 2025 Free Entry Novels & Stories

"Of course, I am. By the way Someone from Vicenzo Company called me because they can't seem to contact you." " I changed my phone and forgot to update them so what did they call for?" "Well, they were asking me when will you submit entry for the upcoming Novel Contest." "I haven't really thought about it, I still have 3 months before the contest. I'll tell them myself." "They also told me you can pre read some entries from the website, some already posted their novel entry. I think it will be better, you might come up with better plot if you'll learn from them"

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

For the sake of fairness, the company will hold a meeting next week to formally invite all the architects in our company to join a competition for the two invitations for NT. "Everyone will have around a month to prepare their piece. Then, the company's higher-ups will choose the best two pieces as the submission for the NT Competition preliminary round. "Every submission will be done anonymously to allow the judges to carry out a fair judgment." "Of course, that means you'll have to rely on your talent. Only a captivating piece will be possible to obtain the judges' approval. That's why I said whether you can participate will be entirely up to you." Natalie understood him. She nodded and fe

It looks like the two have something important to say. "As you all know, The Journal, an online writing site, will now expand into paperback! And as a part of our marketing, the new board decided to make a new tradition on our anniversary. It is a program that will give recognition as well as incentives as price for those who will be chosen from different writing categories. Of course, we will have judges and criteria for these,” Sir Patrick said. "It will be called The Journal's Award! And every year we have a theme. This year's theme will be…” Louise was interrupted by Sir Patrick. That goes to show how excited he is about this awards night.

"Yes, I'm certain." The staff member replied, "Very well, Miss Ember. We'll escort you to the forest in three days as scheduled." Just as I hung up, Grayson suddenly pushed open the door. "Move to what forest?" I put away my phone and changed the subject. "It's nothing, Uncle. Did you need something?" He didn't press further, simply answering, "Your competition entry won an award. The organizers invited you to the ceremony the day after tomorrow." If Grayson hadn't mentioned it, I would have nearly forgotten. I was quite skilled at painting and had qualified for the finals of a prestigious national competition a month ago. I never expected to actually win.

, I asked. "Exactly January 24th, next year; provided there are no disturbances and factors that could hinder it. If para venture it's postponed, the organization is going to let us know. Do we understand?" "Yes ma'am" we replied. I could see it that everyone was excited to be chosen for the competition. Mrs. Stella adjusted some files on the table. "So you all have a task. Your poem for entry into the competition is to be submitted before Wednesday, next week. That's exactly six days now. We have to forward it to the organization via their official website. Should I trust you guys to do this?"

Then there was a bold writing by the side, which read; Writing contest for High school Students. Winner of the contest gets a free trip to France. You must be between the age sixteen and nineteen to be able to participate in this contest. Deadline: 26th of July, 2020 Visit: elixirwritingcontest@gmail.com to register for the contest and to enquire for more information. "How am I even supposed to participate in a writing contest when I can't even update my story during the week? Besides do you think parents would even let me go to France by myself?"

’ The New World Emperor nodded at Florian beside him with that thought in mind. Florian immediately understood him and took a step forward before loudly saying, “Everyone, today’s literary competition preliminary round is to write an essay with any topic of your choice. It could be anything—Astronomy, Geography, Chess, Music, Calligraphy, Art, Ranking Formations, or even World Governance. Just write what you’re good at!”

The festival offers competitions in various categories such as art, music, and short plays. The winners of each Weekly Festival will then advance to the Monthly Festival, and if lucky, will get the chance to compete in the Annual Festival between universities. Hearing the news, Raven and her friends were immediately enthusiastic. They spent an entire night in the dormitory discussing ideas. Maya, with a serious face but full of enthusiasm, suggested, "What if we join a short drama competition? We can make a drama that's funny or even a little absurd!" Lucas, who was busy looking for inspiration, grinned. "Agreed! We could do a mystery drama, like our adventure in the library the other day, a

“Look at this—Painting Fest! Right here in the city next weekend.” I gave her a flat look. “Rhea… you’ve seen my inbox. Does this look like the face of someone who wants to fest anything?” She rolled her eyes. “Oh, stop. This isn’t about work. It’s about you doing something you actually love before you turn into a tragic couch statue. And before you say no—” she shoved the flyer into my hands, “—they’re offering a cash prize.” “Uh-huh,” she said, plopping herself down next to me and spreading the flyer across my lap like it was a treasure map. “Anonymous entries, live showcase, cash prize. A whole hundred dollars for first place.”