A few weeks ago, someone (can’t remember exactly who) Tweeted about a monthly short story contest on The Cult of Me blog. I took a look, then bookmarked it for later, without much thought, since I don’t usually go for flash fiction.
However, on day a week later, my writing was… non-existent, due to a bit of ennui (as far as authoring goes). In between trying to make myself transcribe my novella and trying to finish a bit of freelance work on Textbroker, I ran across the bookmarked contest again. After looking it over more closely, 500 words seemed easy enough and the subject picture captured my attention.
An hour later, I submitted my almost-500 words and (having been broken out of the writing slump) proceeded to work on one of my “Hunter” short stories. I really have to thank Michael Brookes (who ran the contest) for that! Contest or not, it was just what I needed to reboot my writing that day.
Then, Saturday morning, there was an email in my inbox… from Mr. Brookes. Having not had coffee to reboot my memory, I couldn’t figure out why someone of that name would be emailing me. Of course, reading the email cleared THAT up. ‘
My entry for the contest, titled “Let Me Out!!” took first place!! (A celebratory cup of coffee and a Texas yell just didn’t seem enough of a response, but it was all I could manage. However, I’ll recreate it here, just f’you.)
And, should you like to read it, here’s a bit of the short story, with a link to “The Cult of Me” so you can read the rest. Also, the 2nd prize story deserves a read as well! (3rd place… was a little strange, though)
Let Me Out!!
by Michael Gunter
“Shouldn’t have built you. Knew that tree was trouble the first time I saw it, you know.”
The wooden clack of shrugging shoulders was the only answer.
“Don’t look at me like that. Didn’t get into this business to make things like you, hear me? Puppets I like; little toys, telling a story on dancing strings. But you… I’ve never quite known which way are your strings being pulled.”