Writting Contests Novels & Stories

While he was driving, I can see him glancing at me and just kept smiling. I told him to stop "You are so beautiful, I can't help it. Do not worry much about him. I asked my friend from the writing industry if he can give me the partial list of writers that would participate in the contest. He told me that he can get it but it will take days because there were 500+ names and one of them is the one you are looking for." I gazed into the distance after hearing him say that. I looked at my phone to see if he already had nee updates but it was rather odd, it felt like I am interested in what would happen next in the story because I think it would happen to me as well.

After few days we got a notice, the notice was that everyone are compulsory to participate in story writing competition. The competition was between whole school except the juniors did not have the competition. The moral was given one day ahead. I went home and thought about the competition. I just thought I will do okay as usual. The next day competition was held.

"Ah okay, just this one time, Mey." "Thank you!" I smiled. He gave me a brief nod and continued to explain our task, "At the end of the year, each of you shall complete a 30,000 words novella. We would make it a contest, and just like any competition, there shall be a winner. Our English teacher, Mr. Rodriguez, an editor from our local paper, and I would be the judge." Koltin seemed very interested. I watched him eagerly raise his hand before asking, "What do we get if we win?"

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—”

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"

APRIL Excitement buzzed through me as I looked through my application one last time. Competitions were my favorite part of schooling, it had always been so since I was a toddler and nothing changed up till now. We didn’t have much competitions at Enigma, but the few we had were always bloody, students would go to any length to win and one couldn’t blame them because the school always put up pretty amazing cash prizes to be won. This time around, we were gearing up for the Jaw Wars, an annual oratory competition where the winner went home with a ten thousand dollar cash prize, an all expense paid summer trip, and free tutoring sessions.

I rushed inside, crossing the corridor to quickly stash my belongings in my locker. "The Full Moon Contest!" I whispered, grabbing hold of the advertisement. The contest was scheduled for this upcoming full moon, targeting those who had recently turned 18 or were even older. It was set to take place in a few weeks, during which the school would be focusing entirely on our werewolf activities.

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.”

He found peace in his soul and harmony with the Universe. After all, Winston did a miracle – he made his dream come true. "Hello, Paulo Coelho! Winston thought. In 2017, he started writing and publishing his works a lot through the Internet platform Litres.Samizdat at the Litres store. In the spring of 2018, he decided on a difficult step for him, at that time with an unknown ending for him – he sent his work "Odyssey beyond the Universe" to the national literary award Writer of the year for 2018, and he received a positive response that he became a nominee for the award. Winston rode with happiness, and he thanked all the saints, angels, and God for the gift of fate, but the miracles did no

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