Writing Contests Online Novels & Stories

"Getting this paper out of the way will be a huge relief. Cause for celebration, I think." "Oh?" I ask as Holdo Hall comes distantly into view down the road. "This Saturday, the public library is hosting a literary event. It's this big gala for writers – authors of both nonfiction and fiction. Award ceremony, dinner, open bar. The works." I feel my eyes widen. "Are you up for an award?" Suddenly, Harlan looks rather uncomfortable. Shifting in his seat and clenching his outstretched hand around the steering wheel, he responds, "Not the big one, but I'm being recognized as an emerging writer."

I'll be posting prompts for story openings based on our ongoing contests, successful outlines and designs, and if you are up for it, take it and write it out~ Come back to me with your own story and I have contracts to offer~ (well, if you already have a senior editor with GN, go to them :P -------

“No worries, we all understand that. That is the most and greatest concern of all writers. But what can we do about it? A deadline is a deadline.” I nodded and softly chuckled. “That is true.” “That is why we are so glad that you are here since a lot of our viewers are actually curious about you. Can you tell us more about yourself?” “I just started writing novels recently and I posted my first story online in a well-known reading app. Never did it occur to me that it will attract so much readers and attention that different companies started to contact me and offer a contract.” “Wow! That means you are a talented writer!”

At most, she could ghostwrite for others. Her rationale was simple: if her writings weren't published under her name, then any potential backlash wouldn't be directed at her. She wanted to avoid the toxicity of online hate. Michelle began exploring original fiction websites in this world. She perused various writer forums and narrowed her choices down to two platforms: “ScribeSphere” and “LitConnect”. She inquired with her contact, fafa, “Hey, between ScribeSphere and LitConnect, which one do you think is better?”

Estela narrowed her eyes at Dawn but couldn’t see any signs that she was lying. “Alright… Come, dinner is ready..” They had an early dinner and Dawn stayed in her room to start applying to publish her novel. She knew of a publishing company who would accept novels from teens, as long as they used their parents ID which meant they were being supervised. She turned her laptop on and searched the website of the publishing company. Her heart thumped madly as she filled up the forms and sent in an outline and a free chapter to the publishing company. Her finger hovered over the mouse. She pressed down.

After all, even though this book has no massive readership amount like my other book (aka Taming The Wild CEO), I interact more with all of you here in the comment section of this book and also on social media (I still get excited like a kid on Christmas morning every time I get a direct message from a reader). Anyway, I have tons of drafts right now, stories that I want to write. And most importantly, I truly want to win a contest here. I am thinking of perhaps joining the Genre Carnival contest although I need to have at least 300K reads or even one million reads to win (I am still a long way from that).

I held positions ranging from housekeeper to server, but no job offered a salary that met my needs. I learned about an online erotica article competition one day, and I decided to enter to test my creative abilities. By God's mercy, they proclaimed me the winner of the contest and awarded the sum of $5,000. I had no clue that the publishing business would offer me a job writing four stories a week after I won the contest. I had better keep my real identity a secret because if my well-respected dad and my friends had found out about my online work, my dad would have humiliated me once more and perhaps used his power to close down that publishing firm. Neil was the only one who understood the

“You really want me to write for Fable magazine?” “We think you have what it takes to take our online magazine to a new level,” Kimberly said. “We would be honored if you would at least think about it. I can send you our contract and you can look it over.” “Yes,” I said quickly. “That would be great. Thank you so much.” “I’ll send it to the email listed on your blog. Is that all right?” “Yes, that’s perfect,” I answered. “I’ll talk to you soon, Miss Campbell.”

I then resolved to shoot for the sky even when I have no competition to motivate me. "What are you writing?", I asked, trying to feel less awkward. "I'm writing a story on Wattpad, "The Battle of Wits: War Against Bullies". Would you like to read it and tell me what you think?, It isn't much. Just an author note and the prologue, which I'm writing that I want to publish tonight". "The title sounds cool. I would have asked for the synopsis if not that I don't like spoilers or anything that looks like it. I'm on Wattpad, so I'll read it and drop my review for you in your DM"

Sometimes the guys can be a bit too much but Miss Johnson is always there to keep them in check. Once the class had settled down, we sat eagerly waiting for the day to begin. I was nervous about my essay because I wrote it out of my crush and desire for someone that is forbidden. "As you all know, the essay that you have written has to be submitted today. If you haven't completed that essay yet, you have plenty of time in class. This essay is part of the competition and it counts towards your grade. When you win the competition, it will be in a local magazine in a column that is catered for creative writing essays and that will also help you into getting into selected colleges." she announce