1st Prize; £100.00
2nd Prize: £75.00
3rd Prize: £50.00
Closing date; March 15th 2012
Entry fee: £3.00 or free if you are a Creative Competitor Premier1 member
Using the photo for inspiration, create a compelling story that make us hang onto every word.
You can be completely creative with your interpretation but you must include all three characters in some way. Entries must be completely original and previously unpublished.
You have a maximum of 500 words including the title so make sure that you use each word wisely.
We prefer submissions by email to email@example.com
We publish the winning story only allowing the other prize winners to re-use their entry if they so wish.
Note: It can take us some time to judge our writing contests as we read and review each and every one, so we appreciate your patience in this matter. Entry into this competition implies acceptance to these terms.
1st Prize: £150.00
2nd Prize: £100.00
4th Prize: £50.00
5th Prize: 3 months Creative Competitor Premier1 Membership
Closing date: February 10th 2012
Entry fee: £3.50 or free to Creative Competitor Premier1 members
Become inspired by the photo and create a compelling story in 1200 words or less. (Excluding the title).
Submissions must be original and previously unpublished.
Please write the name of the competition in the email subject line.
Note: It can take some time to review all of the submissions and to make a final decision. Entry to this competition implies acceptance to this and to all of our rules.
We only publish the overall winning entry which means that those who do not scoop the top prize are able to submit to other competitions.
1st Prize: £100.00 Alistair Lewis
2nd Prize: £75.00 M. Penny
3rd Prize: £50.00 Susan Smith
By Alistair Lewis
The man that lay in the hospital bed slipped in and out of being her Grandfather, there were glimpses of recognition when he opened his bright blue eyes, now cloudy with dementia and the illness had wiped much of his memories of her. He talked incessantly about life as a young boy, his words fuzzy from the recent stroke, but she had listened to his faltering account of life before and after the war, her heart aching. The pocket watch was mentioned many times and he would turn his sad eyes to hers, reminding her that his health had demised after the watch had been stolen.
He opened his eyes suddenly and recognition dawned but before he could speak, she placed the gold ornate pocket watch in his gnarled hands and he sighed with pleasure and gratitude. Death came quickly and quietly, peacefully slipping away. As the nurses closed the curtains around him, Kerry walked away, regret tinged with satisfaction. She wondered if he knew that it had been her that had stolen his watch. She had been desperate for cash and had pawned it when she had lost her job without warning. She would forever have it on her conscience that she had caused him such emotional pain but at least now, she had righted the wrong and had held his hand tightly as he made his way from this world to the next.