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Our Grand Prize Creative Writing Challenge Winner!

August 31, 2012 | Thomas | Comments (4)

Over the summer, we on the Word Out team got to read some truly astounding writing, submitted to our Creative Writing Challenge. Some entries made us laugh out loud; some gave us pause. All were totally impressive however, and it was both a pleasure and a huge challenge to choose winners.

At first, we were only going to have one prize for the contest, but seeing how many submissions we got, we decided that we'd add two more. For the next few days, we're going to be sharing the winning entries with you. You can check out all of the amazing stories, poems and essays however, by visiting the Creative Writing Challenge page.

The last winner we will announce is Wolffur86, who is our grand prize winner for this summer's Creative Writing Challenge. Wolffur86's heartbreaking short story is based on postcard #2.

6a00e5509ea6a188340177429fcc81970d-350wiSparrow trotted towards me. As usual, she stood up, wobbling slightly on her hind legs, and lightly set her paws on my paint chipped crossbar. I tipped obediently onto one side, leaning against the wooden fence. Just like before, she gently tested my tires, and spun the pedals, making sure the drive chain worked. But there was something about her eyes and the way she moved, that, even an old worn bike without brains like me, could tell something was wrong. She took a mighty leap and landed neatly onto my torn leather seat. She gripped my handlebars tightly with her paws. I turned my pedals. My wheels turned on the familiar gravel path, going faster and faster, the wind roared. Ah, how I loved to be ridden! Two wet drops fell onto my seat. Startled, I rang my bell twice, “Is it raining?” Sparrow didn’t answer. I rang my bell three times, then once, “What’s wrong, Sparrow?” She let out a sad sigh. I slowed, and then stopped. Where were we? Sparrow leaped down, and nuzzled my handle bars, “The flat-faces and I are leaving.” I rang in alarm, “Where?” “To a South Carolina,” she stared at the floor, “but you aren’t going with us.” “But why?” I was shocked, “I’ve been a part of this family as long as you!” “I know,” she stroke my front tire with her tail, “they didn’t want to bring along a…a piece of junk like you. T-they were going to throw you in the dump. This was the best I could do.” My heart split in two, “So this is goodbye?” “The animals will visit you.” “But it won’t be the same!” “I’m sorry,” Sparrow padded away. I watched sadly as she grew smaller and smaller, until I couldn’t see her anymore.

Our Second Creative Writing Challenge Winner!

August 30, 2012 | Thomas | Comments (2)

Over the summer, we on the Word Out team got to read some truly astounding writing, submitted to our Creative Writing Challenge. Some entries made us laugh out loud; some gave us pause. All were totally impressive however, and it was both a pleasure and a huge challenge to choose winners.

At first, we were only going to have one prize for the contest, but seeing how many submissions we got, we decided that we'd add two more. For the next few days, we're going to be sharing the winning entries with you. You can check out all of the amazing stories, poems and essays however, by visiting the Creative Writing Challenge page.

The second winner we will announce is tdfyukyh, who wrote a poem inspired by the first postcard.

6a00e5509ea6a18834016767d7ee62970b-800wiA snowflake in the sky,
Or a tear drop in my eye.

A blade of grass in my pot,
Or a single tree in the lot.

They’re so beautiful and nice,
But sometimes they’re beauty does not suffice.

For a snowflake in a storm,
Does not stand out in any way shape or form.

A tear drop when I'm crying,
Gets brushed away and goes flying.

With its brothers a blade of grass,
Are lovely to see, but are seen as a mass.

A tree alone, is mighty and tall,
But a tree in the forest is a tree, and that’s all.

In the midst of a crowd, I’m one of you,
But alone at my mirror I’m unique, and that’s true

Our First Creative Writing Challenge Winner!

August 29, 2012 | Thomas | Comments (1)

Over the summer, we on the Word Out team got to read some truly astounding writing, submitted to our Creative Writing Challenge. Some entries made us laugh out loud; some gave us pause. All were totally impressive however, and it was both a pleasure and a huge challenge to choose winners.

At first, we were only going to have one prize for the contest, but seeing how many submissions we got, we decided that we'd add two more. For the next few days, we're going to be sharing the winning entries with you. You can check out all of the amazing stories, poems and essays however, by visiting the Creative Writing Challenge page.

The first winner we will announce is Hanan, who wrote the moving story Unexpected Best Friend, inspired by Postcard #3.

6a00e5509ea6a18834017615ba5bde970c-350wiUnexpected Friend

Ever since John Baker was a baby he always saw a person that nobody else saw. It was always the first thing he saw in the morning and the last thing he saw at night. When he first learned to speak, instead of those common question children would ask at his age he would ask his parents different questions, like, who is that person following me? Why does he do that? Everyday he would ask his parents those questions. Finally, they decided to go to the doctor but he said exactly what they knew he would, he said “it is all apart of growing up”, but his parents knew it was more then that. They watched him for a while but never saw anything weird anymore; he had stopped asking those questions. Although the questions had stopped the person never went away. He would see it everywhere he went. He really didn’t care. Years had pasted, he was now 10. He started to wonder who that person was. He talked to him, trying to learn more about him. He learned that his name was Harry Lord. He really liked harry, he started spending more time with him. He played with him at school (although his classmates called him a weird) and home (his parents saw but they gave up on caring a long time ago). They started to become really good friends, although that friendship may have looked weird it was the best friendship he ever had. He grew up, alongside his friend. He never cared if people stared, or thought he was crazy. One day, he went down to the photo booth across the street and took a picture to remember all the great times he had with his best friend.

Word Out's Creative Writing Challenge!

June 25, 2012 | Ray | Comments (176)

Imaginative, hilarious, creative? Of course you are. 

Show us what you've got! Word Out 2012's Creative Writing Challenge is this:

Post a short story or poem that is inspired by one of postcards below.  To post, click on 'comments' and insert your work.  At the top of your post, just be sure to indicate which postcard was the inspiration.  And let's keep those short stories and poems, well, short. Please keep it under 300 words.  

Contest ends Saturday, August 25th.  Author of winning entry will get a package of hot new books and $25 gift card for Chapters.  

P.S. If interested, you can also submit your work to Young VoicesTPL's annual magazine for teen art and writing.    Ready? Go!

Prize Update!  - Thanks to the amazing entries, we'll be "upping the ante" and giving out 1st, 2cd, and 3rd place prizes! Exact prize details to come soon...

                                             #1 (more below)

Josephbloorvampire

 

                                    #2

Puponbike

                                

                                   #3

Seance

My Curved Border

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