Writing Contests For High Schoolers Novels & Stories

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Harry said. “That’s really great, I’d love to read her books” Cummins said. “Yeah she’d give you some copies, the arts though, most of them are works by several high school students, some of them here in Denver, while others are in Colorado , Springs, me and Leah sometimes help conduct art competitions in their high schools, where we pick the best three artworks, buy the works from the artists, and offer them scholarships to top arts schools in the country, you know our ways of giving back to the society” Harry said.

said Betty. She unzipped her handbag and took out a flyer Marietta had given her. "Look, this is the competition I'm talking about. It's a short story contest that will be announced to the public in a few days. "However, this contest is a last-minute thing being held in Marietta's honor, so the timing is very rushed. They want submissions next month. "Take a look and see if you want to participate in it. Your short story is only about a few thousand words long anyway."

“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 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.

Eloise said, raising an eyebrow as she noticed how lost I looked. I blinked and gave a sheepish nod. “It’s the biggest tournament in the entire realm!” she exclaimed, her eyes glowing with excitement. “It happens every five years when the Blue Moon draws near. The Werewolf High Council hosts it, and schools from all over the packs and clans send their strongest, smartest, and most beautiful students ages eighteen to twenty four, to compete.” “And every species gets to join in!” Nyx added, bouncing excitedly. “Werewolves, vampires, witches, faes, sirens, everyone!”