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 two categories, All-Age and Young Writers (under the age of 18). All stories will be judged by the same panel and both winning stories will be published on our website.

A prize will be awarded to a writer in each category:

Whether you're a seasoned writer or you've always fancied picking up a pen, why not give it a go?

Need some inspiration or tips? Read our 50 Word Fiction blogs.

 

December's prompt

Write a story inspired by this image

Click here to see a full size image. 

 

How to enter

You can submit one entry to either the all-age category or the young writers category. Please read the terms and conditions carefully before entering. 

Email your entry with your full name and the subject line '50 Word Fiction' to fiftywords@scottishbooktrust.com. For the young writers category only, please also include your age with your entry.

Stories can only be submitted in the body of an email or as a word document attachment. We welcome entries in Scots or Gaelic for both categories. 

Entries are open until Monday 15 December (Midnight). Entries received after the deadline may not be accepted. 

Due to the high volume of entries received we are unable to give feedback.

If you have any questions about the competition, please send them to: lynsey.rogers@scottishbooktrust.com


November winners

The prompt: Write a story set in an abandoned theme park

 

All-age category winning story by Carla Taylor:

“Good haul today?”

“Not bad - £16.85 and some bloke got me a fish supper.”

A nod of approval as I trudge past his scabby command station.

I am tucked up in a teacup by the time the rain starts falling; chip shop grease warming my belly.

 

Young Writers category winning story by Beth O’Reilly (aged 16):

As I ran I looked around. I stopped! It was the gate to the theme park.

Pushing through, I snuck behind a merry-go-round. I could hear footsteps growing closer.

I could smell the rubber of his shoes.

“C’mon pup, you can’t be out here!”

I replied with a bark.

 

Read all the previous winning stories here.