Winner 55 Word Challenge:
Week Thirty-Seven
First, a big thank you to Tome for judging this weeks contest and for contributing such inspiring photos. We had a lot of great entries this week and I know judging could not have been easy. This is what our judge had to say:
Wow, what fantastic entries! I really hope everyone keeps coming back because these were excellent.
I've decided, though, on three honorable mentions and a winner:
Honorable mentions:
SJIHolliday - The poem in this was fun, and it made me want to know more about the scenario, like it could be developed into a longer work.
H.L. Pauff - I really enjoyed the structure of this piece, especially the repetition of "When...", and the scene was very creative.
Sarah- I absolutely loved the simile comparing the cello to a boat. Robert's grief is heartbreaking in this tale.
Winner:
Rebekah Postupak - Rebekah's piece cleverly used all three prompts (always an impressive feat), and I loved the concision in her story. It spoke volumes every few words. The ending surprised me, which is really cool in a tale only 55 words.
He composed his first concerto at forty-seven and his second six weeks later. Making up for lost time, he said, laughing.
At fifty-five he learned craps. He won hard, lost hard, both without regret.
Painting came at sixty: landscapes, seascapes, in gloriously vibrant greens and blues.
Vegetative state, they said, shaking their heads.
As if.
55 words
@postupak
At fifty-five he learned craps. He won hard, lost hard, both without regret.
Painting came at sixty: landscapes, seascapes, in gloriously vibrant greens and blues.
Vegetative state, they said, shaking their heads.
As if.
55 words
@postupak
Everyone has my congratulations and thanks!
(And thank you Lisa for letting me judge!)
Tome
Thank you, Tome, for judging!
Ok, I also have to announce the winner of the #55WordChallenge Bumper Sticker. After reviewing last months winners I had to settle on the one that made me chuckle the most. That would be this weeks judge,
@SareeseFeet Here is her story:
Last night I swear I saw the moon combust in meteors. A banshee caught the blue debris. Her words were echoes but they said, "Now... I'm at rest." I offered to still seek revenge. She screamed; I knew I shouldn't have brought it up. When she disappeared, I hoped she had a chance at peace.
I will let you know when I am ready to send the bumper sticker. I have to order more and it takes a few weeks to get to me.
See you all back here next week!
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