Thank you to everyone who participated in round 7 of the WU Flash Fiction Contest. I loved so many of your stories. Rainbows clearly bring out the best ideas. It was a pleasure reading through them all, and a seriously difficult task judging them.
We’ll get to the winner in a moment. But, first, the August contest is now open. You have seven days to write a 250 word story about the picture above to be in the running for an absolutely fabulous prize pack.
- Each submission must be 250 words or fewer.
- Each story must contain a beginning, middle, and end. Like all stories, a compelling narrative is essential.
- All submitted work must be original, not published elsewhere, and written by you. After the contest, what you do with your story is up to you; we hold no claim on your work.
- Each submission must be made in the comment section of the prompt post.
- No more than two entries per person, per prompt will be eligible for any given month.
- Deadline for entries will be one week after the prompt is posted, meaning 7 a.m. EST on the second Saturday of the month.
- The winning story each month will be selected by a mix of votes in the form of Likes in the comment section and our own discretion (which includes a blind-reading of the entries by a panel).
What the winner receives:
Each month’s winning story will be announced the following month, and republished on Writer Unboxed, along with the author’s bio, and links to the winner’s website and social media accounts. As well as this platform-raising exposure, the monthly winner gets bragging rights and the exclusive opportunity to compete for the grand prize in December.
In December, each of the monthly winners will be asked to write a new flash fiction story based on a new prompt. The overall winning story will be selected by a mix of votes via a poll and our own discretion.
The overall winner of the 2015 Writer Unboxed Flash Fiction Contest will be announced by the end of December 2015, and will receive:
- A signed copy of Dave King‘s Self-Editing for Fiction Writers
- A signed copy of David Corbett‘s The Art of Character
- A 15-page manuscript critique by bestselling author Catherine McKenzie (double spaced, normal margins, Times New Roman 12pt font)
- A one-hour Skype lesson with Scrivener expert, Rebeca Schiller
- A free, non-transferable pass to attend the next Writer Unboxed UnConference (does not include travel or hotel expenses)
The other finalists will receive the a beautiful “Edit” poster from Three Figs Villa, as kindly donated by the generous Cyd Peroni.
Good luck and happy writing!
And now… announcing the winner of Round 7 of the WU Flash Fiction Contest.
Sean Callaghan (“The Rainbow”)
Pauline Yates (“The Friendship Bird”)
Cathryn Grant (“Filleted Fish”)
Congratulations Sean, Pauline, and Cathryn. I’m looking forward to your next stories!
Congratulations to Kate Magner, who has earned another entry in the 2015 WU Flash Fiction grand final with her story, “Homestead”.
Please read and enjoy it in its encore performance:
I burrowed into Mama’s quilt when our covered wagon rumbled to a halt.
“Beck?” At my father’s call, I shrank deeper between our belongings.
He swung down from his driver’s seat. Instead of coming for our bedrolls, though, he unlatched buckles he’d secured before he’d ripped me away from the world I knew and the dead we’d left behind.
“What are you doing, Pa?”
After dumping tent stakes, he lifted the canvas. My father didn’t look my way as he hooked the eyelet and dragged his toolbox near.
“Why are you unloading?”
My father tipped his head as if the wind had asked instead of me. He muttered then hauled his toolbox from the wagon.
The gap remaining in the canvas showed me dusty yellow slopes and stalks of evergreen. No tiled roofs or plowed land teased, just emptiness. Still wrapped in Mama’s quilt, I wormed across the wagon’s bed in search of more to see.
From behind gray rain clouds, the sun peeked out and painted a rainbow into the air. The arc dove into a valley, brightening trees where no one lived. The land seemed to soak in the color, though, to come alive, to have a heartbeat and hope.
In silence, my father shared my view.
“No one’s here, Pa.”
He put a finger to his lips. “Listen to your mother.”
I strained to catch anything other than the rustle of unkempt grass, but my mama’s ghost didn’t speak to me.
“What’s she saying?”
“That we’re home.”
Kate Magner lives near Seattle, Washington. Working as a librarian pays her bills and escaping into the foggy, rainy, and sometimes even sunny outdoors helps maintain her sanity. When she’s not traveling as much as budgets and jet lag will allow, she writes fantasy short stories and novels in the hopes of giving all the characters in her head their own adventures.