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Blogging at The Writer’s Workout!

They say to write what you know. So, here’s my first guest post at The Writer’s Workout.

I’m not big on the whole marketing spiel that we authors need to promote our stories, but I can recommend blog tours!

This is my experience with Magic O’Clock last year.

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Revisiting The Writer’s Games

Do you like to write short stories?

You do … but can you follow a prompt and write a story in 72 hours?

No, it’s not a trick question.

Because for the next six weekends, that’s what I (and a fair few other writers) will be doing.

All courtesy of the wonderful people over at The Writer’s Workout

It is definitely not your average writing competition.

Not only is it free to enter (you do have to register well in advance, though), but all submitted entries get feedback from multiple judges.

That’s pretty AWESOME.

And, you know what is even 

The top five entries in each Event are published in an anthology. 

So, you get writing practice, guidance on submitting professional entries, and the chance to be published. (I’m playing down the side-effects of binge-eating chocolate and drinking your body weight in coffee, because that’s just a typical weekend. Isn’t it?)

This is my third time as a participant, and I’ve had three stories published in the anthologies. I’ve since gone on to develop a couple of stories that were spawned during previous Events too.

You can see why I love it.

There’s so much more to The Writer’s Workout than this competition. You’d be hard-pressed to find such a range of writing-related activities, ideas and support anywhere.

Be sure to check them out if you’re up for the challenge.

You won’t regret it. I certainly don’t.

To my fellow writers:

 “May the words flow to your victory.”

To the organisers: a huge “Thank You”

See you in a few hours!


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72 Hours of Insanity – Summer Writing Madness

Last summer, I took part in the Writer’s Games: a set of writing challenges run by The Writer’s Workout.

Each week, members had 72 hours to write a short story fitting the theme for that event.

Insanity was an understatement!

Topics ranged from mythology to folklore, historical events to ‘it was kind of a funny story’, creative kills and the unvillain! Definitely not your average short story competition.

Still, the gauntlet had been thrown down and it was time to write … frantically.

You can read the winning entries in the group’s anthology: 72 Hours of Insanity – Vol 2. 

Here’s an excerpt of my winning story for Event 3, the objective being to tell a story where a mythical creatures is MISPLACED to its assigned mythical place where it does not belong. I chose the Oni (Japan) to be misplaced in Hyperborea (Greek), and knowing nothing about either topic, the research element ate into that same 72 hours. Told you it was crazy 🙂

friendly-ogreThe Friendly Ogre

     Panos shivered. The hem of his linen tunic fluttered as an extraordinary chill blew through the golden temple. He flattened down the fabric and glanced around for an explanation. Nothing. Nobody. He was alone in the temple, as was usual on such days when the government was in session. His job, to place cushioned pads along the stone pews for the representatives to sit on, demanded an early start. Consequently, he rarely encountered another soul at this hour.

     Darkness took that moment to invade the temple, and together with the cold air still weaving its way through the open structure, Panos noticed the diminishing shine of the golden colonnades and statues. He blinked successively. Never had he seen the capital’s temple lose its sparkle. Before the shadows stole his vision completely he stared at his arm. His olive skin now resembled a plucked goose, and he ran his fingers over the raised lumps, sending another shiver down his spine. “What is happening?” he shouted, his words muffled in icy breath. He raced towards the stone steps on the periphery of the temple and skidded to a halt. The reason for the darkness was a gigantic body, part of which had collapsed over the temple. Moving aside into the sunlight, Panos saw the mass more clearly and the sight stole his breath.

Being of sound mind (honestly), I shall be signing up for more mayhem this year. If you are at all curious, and quite possibly tempted, you can learn more by checking out their website and / or Facebook page.