Hello everyone and welcome to the forty-second month of this competition. Last month I received 33 entries from 17 authors for the theme of ‘hard times’. NB You can all send in three stories for a better chance of being picked. It was an interesting batch with different levels of hardship, some very tongue in cheeks, others picking the same plot but told very differently, another had a clever layout.
Four were disqualified for only being 99 words. They all arrived as 100 but sadly there was a rogue full stop in one which Word counted as a word so when removed, the story was one word short. Another had an ‘any more’ (quantity) that should have been ‘anymore’ (time). The others had two words that should have been hyphenated as preceding a noun (e.g. ‘a well-known celebrity’ rather than ‘the celebrity was well known’. I know that’s not the worst mistake but I have to be fair to everyone and there were other stories that correctly contained hyphenated adjectives so this one had to be disqualified.
Another was disqualified for only being 98 because in that one there were two sets of pre-noun words that should have been hyphenated. Fortunately all but one of the authors had sent in other stories, and in each case, another was my preferred, so no harm done. Sadly, one author had only sent in two stories and both were disqualified. It’s always worth submitting the maximum of three.
One story lost a (brownie) point for a spelling mistake. It’s easily done but there are different spellings and meanings of the word “draw” (vs. drawer). ‘draw’ is a verb, as in to paint something or to bring, as in to draw attention to something, whereas the noun for a storage section in a desk is a drawer. Not something to be disqualified for but a common error I’ve found. Ditto an error in one of the titles (Higns instead of Highs) which would have come up in the spell check. Again, the author had submitted two other stories, one of which I liked equally so that went through to the next round.
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The winning stories are ones that I reacted most favourably to. They were clever, surprising, eek-making (in a good way),or gave me a warm fuzzy feeling (without being sickly). Sometimes a story beats another because it has a strong link to the theme so it’s worth writing a story to the theme rather than tweaking a story you already have to loosely fit it.
You may have chosen a different order or indeed not placed one or more of them so if you entered and didn’t find your story / stories here, don’t lose heart. You probably only just missed out so do enter new stories this month*, next month, whenever you like (but not in advance!). It’s an ongoing competition and free, so you could win at any time. There were new and familiar names this month so anyone could win… it’s all dependent upon whether your story grabs me, for whatever reason (whether it be clever, funny, unusual, quirky, or sweet).
Apart from the top three and highly commended, there are some ‘Honourable Mentions’. They don’t win anything but they were so close to being Highly Commended that I wanted them to know how close they came. It’s still something for them to put on their CVs.
*The theme for March is ‘turn down’ and you can submit your entries (and do send three) at any time up to midnight (UK time) on Sunday 31st March. Details and entry forms on https://morgenbailey.wordpress.com/100-word-free-monthly-competition. The 2020 themes are now there too!
Rachel Barnett with ‘Owing a Debt’
The ocean was strewn with wreckage and debris, with bodies bobbing up and down in the iceberg sea.
It had started off so tiny, but then, multiplying like a cancer, growing into a monster, which ultimately destroyed her.
“William, I’ve sponsored five decades of your decadent living.” Lucifer’s horns glow red. “Time to pay your dues.”
Hello everyone and welcome to the thirty-eighth month of this competition! Last month I received a whopping 62 entries from 34 authors for the theme of ‘departure’. So especially tough this month to pick a top thirteen (ish). In fact I didn’t so there are two seconds, two thirds and several more honourably mentions this month. 🙂 NB You can all send in three stories for a better chance of being picked! At the time of writing this (20th November), there have been eleven entries but then I do usually get a flurry towards the end of the month (and sometimes within the last couple of hours).
The king had planned every move and counter move from the start. Seduce her. Get married. Mould her into who he wanted her to be.
I know who I am. I wake, work, eat, sleep… live.
She watched his chest rise and fall, holding her breath every time it seemed his stopped. At ninety-seven her father should be ready to leave. He had a firm belief in an afterlife, which gave Muriel comfort. Aware that her granddaughter was, at that moment, giving birth to the first of their next generation she found her emotions irrational, demanding he should wait to hear, impatient for him to depart. A sound signalled a text.
“I thought it would be hotter,” the woman said, as she leaned back and enjoyed the warmth on her face. “This is nice, but I just expected more heat.”
George Departure. You know? Foreign. Big nose. Acted in loads of eighties rom-com films, even though he resembles the back end of a bus.’
Moonless night. Howling dogs. Quick footsteps.
Inserting the syringe, hope fills me.
No heartbeat, no life. Heartbreaking delivery.
I hated because I saw myself.
Old flame sent photo. Eyes missing.
Hello everyone and welcome to the thirty-seventh month of this competition! In September I received 34 entries from 18 authors for the theme of ‘complex’. NB. You can all send in three stories for a better chance of being picked!
Underneath our photo the brochure says, ‘Portugal’s premiere holiday apartment complex’. We are twenty luxury apartments ‘with stunning views and swimming pool’.
He wore silver braces to keep his Harlequin trousers suspended. On his feet he sported battered Converse trainers, rubber soles hanging at the toe. A striped sock was visible on his left ankle; however it appeared that his right ankle was bare. Perhaps it was out of solidarity with the foot that his chest was also naked. His arms had escaped this indignity as they were enshrouded in a moth-eaten woollen cardigan.
She first spotted her mark strutting towards the pier. A good-looking man followed by a couple of lesser mortals.
My layabout husband never worked but he wrote the rules, dictating economy and control.
A compound sentence is made up of two simple sentences joined by a conjunction. Complex sentences contain an independent clause and at least one dependent clause. A compound-complex sentence is comprised of more than one clause joined by a conjunction, with at least one of those clauses being complex. In other words, it is a compound sentence with a dependent, or subordinate clause. So, if a person gets on a bus at 9 am traveling 50 miles per hour going to Newark, and stops for lunch twice, what color are the bus driver’s eyes, and where are the survivors buried?
Alan Barker with ‘Maze of Confusion’
Celia Jenkins with ‘The Complex Nature of Middle Children’