The 50-Word Fiction Competition
Can you write a story in just 50 words?
Each month we’ll provide a prompt to get you started, but where the story goes from there is entirely up to you.
The competition includes four categories, Adult Writers, All-age Gaelic Writers, Young Writers 5-11 and Young Writers 12-18. The entries will be judged by a panel and the four winning stories will be published on our website roughly two weeks after the closing date.
A prize will be awarded to a writer in each category:
- Adult Writers: A Writing Mug from The Literary Gift Company.
- All-age Gaelic Writers: Excellent books from The Gaelic Books Council.
- Young Writers 5-11: A fun selection of books.
- Young Writers 12-18: A Moleskine notebook for future stories.
Whether you're a seasoned writer or you've always fancied picking up a pen, why not give it a go?
Write a story about an unexpected visitor.
This month, we’re partnering with the National Trust for Scotland and using an image from one of their current projects.
Image credit Margaret Fay Shaw, ©National Trust for Scotland, Canna House.
How to Enter
Entries for our October competition are currently open. Submit your story by Tuesday 30 October 2018 at noon.
- You can submit one entry to one category per month. Please read the terms and conditions carefully before entering.
- To submit your story, please complete the form below. You will receive a confirmation message on screen after submitting.
- We welcome entries in Scots or Scottish Gaelic for both categories and thank The Gaelic Books Council for their support in judging our entries.
- Please note that we no longer send acknowledgement emails and due to the large number of entries, we are not able to offer individual feedback.
If you have any questions about the competition, please send them to: email@example.com
Prompt: Write a story featuring face paint.
All-age category winner by Alexandra Folly:
A fine black line over the eye. Deepest red for the lips. And some colour for the eyelid. After a long look in the mirror, Jenna removes the make-up with a sigh. James has to go to work. Reluctantly the cotton pad scratches over his beard stubble.
The blood dripped down the clowns smeared bright red, blue and chalk white face paint. At this point the clown was only a corridor away. It was so silent, we could hear his dripping face paint hitting the floor. The door that we were hiding behind creaked THERE HE WAS!!!
Image credit to Ivanovgood on Pixabay