@ejemai here with the announcement for the STACH Short Story Contest #7.
A Short Story.
A short story is a story with a fully developed theme but significantly shorter and less elaborate than a novel. It makes use of plot, resonance, and other dynamic components to a far greater degree than is typical of an anecdote. You can read it in less than 90 seconds.
Contest Rules:
- Write a Short Story based on the topic that will be given every week.
- Write an Original Short Story (Plagiarism will be flagged and reported).
- The Story must contain no more than 199 words.
- One entry per user.
Winners Selection.
Winners will be selected based on the topic, story plot, number of words and delivery. One word above 199, disqualifies the entry.
Contest Topic.
Romance.
PRIZE.
THREE winners will be selected for a share of the 10SBD prize. The story with the most interaction gets a 1SBD prize from @ejemai.
First Prize: ----------------------5SBd
Second Prize: ------------------3SBD
Third Prize: ---------------------2SBD.
Good luck guys!
Sharpen your writing skills and throw in some inspiring short stories.
STACH is supported by @Sndbox as a Sndcastle project.
Hey! this is a great idea! when is the deadline for the contest?
Hello. It ends when the post pays out.
Heey!! Thanks for the opportunity of being part of this great contest! Leaving my entry here, hope you all like it!
-Even if it sounds cliché, you're beautiful...
They say that whoever survives the betrayal of the person they love can overcome anything. So she just closed her eyes and let herself be seduced by the same man who had broken her, and everyone knew that every each stitch of needle to sew this girl's broken heart hurt. You could see in every expression that all the efforts of this boy to be claimed came without sedatives.
-Are you afraid? - He asked
-Just enough to let you know I'm brave - The ethereal girl answered with a broken voice.
-You are the bravest person I ever know, not because you don't know what it's fear but because even if you aren't being brave you pretend it ... and people believe it, and with that you inspire more than any person who is not really afraid.
-What is courage without fear? Nothing! A joke. It's like bread without butter. What didn't you see Forrest Gump? - When she said this she couldn’t avoid that smile, that look she made when he knew he had hit the nail.
nice work @jokossita!!
Thanks ! Btw i made up a full story if you want to read it! :D
¡Genial! <3
Gracias mi amor <3
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Mehn.. Lol..
Good one @stach
good guidelines
What's the topic?
@stach,
So Contest #7's topic is also romance? what is the deadline? Perhaps I'm confused. the text says contest 6 but the title says contest 7. Please clarify this for us.
Thanks
@Lymmerik
Sorry about the mix up, its contest #7.
hey again,
yes, i wrote about romance in contest # 6,
The topic for contest 7 is ALSO romance?
I'm confused.
@Lymmerik
Hello @lymmerik. It is Romance yet again, you can say we want more of that.
Where do I make my entry? Here?
Yes, paste your entry here.
Hi, thanks for this contest. :)
Here is my entry https://steemit.com/love/@zararina/my-entry-for-stach-short-story-contest-7-the-love-worth-waiting
Hello, please paste your entry here.
Hi, noted. Pasted below. Thanks. :)
The Love Worth Waiting
She was told to wait, the man of her dreams is working overseas.
Darling, this is for our future. The line she can usually hear from her boyfriend every time they will have a conversation. It has been 3 years and she has been really longing for his warm embrace again. He is her first love, the only man she wished she could be with in her lifetime.
Waiting is not easy, especially in a long distance relationship. But she will be willing to wait holding in her heart his sweet promise of forever with her.
Yesterday she got worried, he did not messaged her at all. She tried to call him to the nth time but still no him on the other line.
She did not even noticed that someone walked in on her door. When she saw that person, she started crying. She cried for joy seeing her first love again in person after several years. The man slowly walked and uttered the sweetest words she can ever hear. Then whisper to her ear while handling her a ring, lets get married. She can only utter a single word, which is Yes.
Carol went to visit her sister Marta to Holland, Marta had moved to that country when her husband an oil engineer.
Carol was delighted with Holland and on one of her walks around the city she met Hans, a tall, blue-eyed boy. They started being friends, but soon they fell in love, and decided to be boyfriends.
She would only be in the country for 3 months and then return to her village, Cabimas an oil city in Venezuela.
During the time spent together as a couple for both was the best time of their lives, they had many interests in common and seemed to know each other for a lifetime. Together they were happy.
But Marta was to return to Cabimas, so despite everything they decided to continue their relationship, both thought that the distance only would grow their love and that when they were ready they could marry.
Marta and Hans wrote letters every week and they called each other on the phone once a month. For 5 years they were faithful to his love. Finally, Hans graduated as a Physician, called Marta and proposed marriage. Today they are a happy couple with 25 years of marriage.
My entry...
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WHEN LOVE FLIES.
May the chilly winds of time
Forget to blow on the hot
Embers of my love for life.
The chilly breeze seeped in through the chinks of the window pane, buoyed by the damp weather which had refused to lift although it was mid-afternoon.
Eugenia and her husband of fifty years sat on a narrow bench that had seen better days. She drew close to Andrew who had become hard of hearing after an accidental explosion in the mine where he worked. The wind echoed a melancholy tune outside.
Do you know Andrew, that we’ve spent fifty years as a married couple?’ she said, a bit too loud for his benefit.
‘Yes’, he responded, in a way that suggested he wished that was not true.
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They reminisced on when their marriage was young and life consisted of roses, apples, and picnics; that golden period of their marriage before life took a roundabout turn for the ugly.
‘After all these years, I’ve found you tried and true’. She said, not loud enough.
‘What!’ Andrew shouted.
‘You are tired of me? After all we’ve been through together”.
‘You know what, I’ve never loved you neither, faithless hag’.
FOR NO REASON(199WORDS)
"Hurry up", I hollered at Tracy as she ran into my Red Cheverolet, struggling with her gown.
"Let's go", she said with a sigh.
I brought the car to life and sped off with a crowd of confused wedding guests chasing after us.
"We did it!", she cheered excitedly, looking back. We had lost our chasers. I was a good driver.
"I still think this was a bit over the top", I said as I pulled up the vehicle.
" Our love is over the top", she smiled goofily.
"You're one crazy person"
"I'm crazy in love with you however you're just a plain mad man"
"No, I'm mad over you, baby"
She leaned towards me and her lips brushed mine and heat surged through my body as she held my face up. Her hands were soft and her lips softer. Her tongue dived into my mouth an I got so lost in the moment I didn't know when I my eyes closed. She pulled away and smiled at me and I fell from paradise but right there, I knew there was nowhere I'd rather be probably except OUR OWN wedding which we had just eloped from for no reason.
Full story here
https://steemit.com/story/@ajremy/for-no-reading-crazy-love
I hope entries exceeding the 199 rule are penalised because i worked hard to shorten my story
LOL Same here! Good luck, nice entry :)
https://steemit.com/story/@theluckygem/your-sweet-voice-or-short-story
Hey there! For my entry I decided to do something a tad out of the ordinary - It's a story without verbs (except for those in the song titles). It's a love story, no doubt, of difficult love in harder times for certain kinds of love than nowadays. Anyway, without further ado, coming in with 198 words, I give you:
No more phone calls
New times. Highschool. New friends, then more. Late night phone calls. Boybands. Less friends, but better. More phone calls. MMMBop. More boybands. Parties. Boys. Mistakes. Girls. More phone calls. Bullying. Less friends, more romance. Unmistaken. Girl. Friend. Girlfriend. Even more phone calls. Cellphones. Texts. Nighttime escapades. Stolen 6-packs. Kisses, and then some.
Prom night. Confusion. Overwhelming society. Anguish. Surrogates. Boys. Appearances. New mistakes. New doubt. Phone call. Nighttime escapade. Understanding. Forgiveness. Graduation. Decisions. College, the future. Love, the present. Lies, the past. College, together. Parents, honesty. Yin yang. Fierce resistance. Oppressive society. Appearances. College, apart. Bye bye bye. Corn dogs vs. baguettes.
Less phone calls, less texts. Lonely nights, busy days. College parties. Temptation. Doubt. Long distance phone calls. Studies, the future. Wish you were here. Less expensive phone calls, more MSN Messenger. Poems, in English. Poems, in French. Poems of love and poems of tears and tears from poems with love.
Graduation, at last. Reunion, at last. Marriage, impossible. Marriage, impossible? Stars and stripes, good bye. Eiffel Tower, àdieu. Two plane tickets, one destination. Last phone call. Nervous heart, dry mouth, cold feet. Tears, kisses, embraces. First day of my life. A toast with champagne and stroopwafels.
I wish I really do understand your story. You tried putting so much together without verbs. Good job.
I couldn't fit the Ring
She gave me the hand but I couldn't find the finger. I wasn't blind, she couldn't see and I was in love. The story of my blind crush. I couldn't say it, I couldn't write it but I loved her so much.
Each time I passed by I saw her smiling at the sunset. With eyes wide open towards the West I thought she could see the world, but the glossy tears from her eyes when I asked what she loved about the sunset made my eyes stream. It was unbelievable; my crush was blind.
Just after six days of Secret admirations, my love for her grew rapidly like cancer and I wished I could relieve her guide dog of its role and lead the way.
And when she said "I do", I couldn't fit the ring for the glossy tears from my eyes ran the course of the moment.