For many years now, since I was in Uni, I have told myself to enter writing competitions. It’s the done thing; I’d get a little more exposure, lots of productive criticism, much needed practice and almost guaranteed improvement… Not to mention, if the judges were, say, celebrating New Year, they could be properly intoxicated by all the right substances and actually allow me win!
But, let’s not get ahead of ourselves. For quite a while now, I have bookmarked competition sites and told myself I’d enter… Check my phones and see; its a wonder I still have space to add new bookmarks.
The thing is, I always, but always have one flimsy excuse or other to give myself. The result of this is that I have NEVER participated in any kind of writing contest. Well, since I recently survived the end of the world, and have just a few days to the end of the year, I decided to bite the bullet, jump the gun, take the bull by the horns, weather the storm, peg the hole…and what have you.
So I finally entered one. Special thanks to Jaywriter, who egged me on and stayed up till about 11:30pm to ensure I posted it.
You can read the story here
Shards of Love
It’s not entirely fiction *wink wink*
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