& so we have our third #SatSunTails winner!
I’ll hold another one next weekend and hope slightly more people enter. If you can help by promoting it on your blogs, twitter, G+, facebook, tumblr etc, that would be great. I’m not getting as many entries as I’d like and I really don’t want to have to stop doing this as it was aimed at helping other writers, but if there aren’t enough entrants then I won’t be able to continue.
But for now, let’s get to the winners!
Runner Up Mentions
I sincerely adored this story. After all, there is a beauty in all of us, right? And I think Meg brought that out perfectly in her take on the prompts.
I do love Jeffrey’s writing (which I’m sure he knows by now), but I felt the transition between what was happening in the penultimate and final sentences was a little too fast. Other than that, his piece was as stunning as we are all wont to expect and that was the only reason his story was left in the top two.
Despite the fact that he claimed I was a sadistic Mr Miyagi (though I do rather like that idea), I thought the piece that Leo wrote was actually rather brilliant in a deliciously thought provoking way. See what you think.
Universes contrive themselves outside of space and time. Super dense balls of energy, waiting, forming. Yet unready, they wait age upon age to spawn eons and light years, planets and stars, organisms and species.
So dense. So uniform. Some explode early in brilliant sparks of light only to burn out as matter cancels anti-matter. Others tarry too long, shooting streaks of dust too far apart for gravity to take hold.
Those keen enough to support existence, wait for sub-quantum bugs to dig, introducing fluctuations in density. Enough for one in five-billion particles to survive. Enough to form hydrogen and helium, and even carbon, the building block of life.
What are these infinitesimally small bugs possessing no other purpose than tunnelling though the makings of all existence. It is not for us to know. For we live in this universe, and they, beyond it. With burrowing ineptitude, they facilitate all creation.
Now, as promised, I shall critique those entries that didn’t make it. Today’s reasoning, it has to be said, is based on very small details due to the lack of entries and therefore range in the competition (AKA you all did rather brilliantly)…
Proof of how tiny the margin between entries was is the reason why Andrew’s story didn’t make it. There were just a couple of places where an “it’s” should have been an “its” (easy way to sort that is to read it as it is supposed to be with an i for ‘it is’ where the apostrophe should be. For example, ‘it licked it’s scales’. Clearly that should be “its”, as in belonging to it, because if we read it with the ‘i’ back in we get ‘it licked it is scales’, which obviously doesn’t make much sense) and a ‘to’ should have been a ‘too’.
This was a great tale, however, there was the smallest issue of the switch in tenses halfway through.
So thank you to all of those who entered. The criticism is never meant to harm. It is there to help you better your writing and someday win overall. I’m sure it will also benefit those who were not criticised. I hope this has helped you as well as encouraged you to join in again next week!
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