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TGIF, readers! I’m here to inform you of another contest with an upcoming deadline: the Bridport Prize. You can find all the necessary information on their website, but I will provide some highlights here:

• The Bridport Prize was founded by the Bridport Arts Centre and raises funds for the center
• The three categories are poems, short stories, and flash fiction
• Although based in the UK, the contest is open to anyone of any nationality writing in English and who is 16 years of age or older at the time the contest closes
• You can enter online or by post
• There’s a small entry fee: 8 GBP per flash fiction, 9 GBP per poem, and 10 GBP per short story
• The prizes are as follows (copied directly from their site):

Poem: 1^st prize  £5,000, 2^nd prize  £1,000, 3^rd prize  £500, Highly Commended  10 x £100

Short story: 1^st prize  £5,000, 2^nd prize  £1,000, 3^rd prize  £500, Highly Commended  10 x £100

Flash fiction: 1^st prize  £1,000, 2^nd prize  £500, 3^rd prize  £250, Highly Commended  3 x £100

• The results will be announced October 2017
• The deadline is May 31st

I hope you’ll consider entering this contest, and I wish you all the best of luck.

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Happy Monday, everyone. I hope you’ve survived the first day of the week. I’m sorry about the sparsity of my posts. With the upcoming Writer’s Digest contest, my end-of-year essay, and my portfolio, I’ve been having to take time out to focus on my work. I wanted to provide a more lighthearted (and hopefully encouraging) post today, so I decided to post some of my old work here.

This poem is from about four years ago and was a part of my portfolio for an undergrad poetry class. It’s crude, unedited, and unrefined, so don’t expect it to be any good. Also, keep in mind that I’m a fiction writer, not a poet, so…well, there’s a reason I don’t delve into poetry much anymore. I just found it while looking through some old documents and thought that people would get a chuckle out of it.

Warning: This poem, I would argue, is about PG-13, PG at best. So proceed with caution.

Without further delay, I present “Wendy Darling’s Grown Up”:

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I apologize for attaching it as a word document. I’m relatively new to WordPress and trying to paste the poem directly into the post messed up the format. We all know how important formatting is to poetry.

So, if you’re ever looking through your old work and become embarrassed by it, just remember that we all feel that way. The best thing to do is realize that you’ve grown as a writer and that even though you don’t write that way anymore, it’s still worth while to keep all your work. It may never see the light of day but at least you can get a chuckle or, perhaps, inspiration for new work.

Do you have any old work that others might get joy out of reading? Feel free to post them in the comments! Also, keep an eye out for future posts on Sandra Cisneros, studying fairy tales, and rewriting fairy tales.

 

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