Hello again from the Towers that are A Word with You Press. (Actually, these towers are the Sully Castle on the Loire. Field trip? Anyone?) A word with you about this contest. The purpose of Once Upon a Time, and the reason the editor-in-chief (Moi) and a rotation of volunteers have produced over forty contests …
Hello again from the Towers that are A Word with You Press. (Actually, these towers are the Sully Castle on the Loire. Field trip? Anyone?)
A word with you about this contest.
The purpose of Once Upon a Time, and the reason the editor-in-chief (Moi) and a rotation of volunteers have produced over forty contests over the past five years is to cajole, intimidate, co-erce, bribe, and even INSPIRE anyone who enters this website to tell their stories. Our common bond–that which exists between those who create this site and those who feed it with their submissions is that we are all enameled–oops!–enamored –of the beauty and power of the written word.
But to what end? Each one of us is a nationality unto ourselves. Each person we encounter is a foreign country with a language all their own. Our words, written down, are really just the translations of thoughts, feelings, and experiences that are wordless. We invent and fabricate words- crass, cruel, and rudimentary as they might be- in order to be better understood, and accepted into that foreign country that is another person’s heart, mind, and soul. The better the translation, the more likely a visa will be granted.
Writing, or course, is therapeutic, but with repetition of the endeavor, and with intent, the therapy becomes art. A Word with You Press exists to provide a canvass to allow you to paint and exhibit the landscape contained under your own skin. You are artists; language is your box of crayolas. Administering this website keeps me poor, and keeps me rich. Thank you all for being a part of it.
Once Upon a Time is our first contest that is/was without any guidelines what-so-ever: no word limit, no prompt, no borders. Those who entered were charged to submit a prologue, and to use their own judgment to even decide what a prologue is, and what length it should be. Once the prologue was written, a wanna-be writer could no longer say they were gonna write a book; they had begun.
I have selected five semi-finalists. Three I picked because their stories appealed to my own subjective values, and two drawn from a hat. In the past, randomly selected stories have gone on to win the over-all contests. Semi finalists must now submit within five days the first chapter that follows their prologue. Three finalists will be selected by some process other than my own personal tastes and propensity to extract bribes.
Also worth noting: Mike Casper would have been on my list, but as I am also his editor, the scandal that might ensue if he won might result in my never get elected to congress. I have asked Mike to submit chapters one and two anyway, In fact, all of you are invited to submit your followup chapters to have me post just because.
And so, here are the people who will not hate me for the rest of the day. If you are on this list and submitted more than one entry, feel free to follow through on your favorite.
Madam Parisianne Modert
best of luck!