Angela rubbed her hands gleefully: it was Flash Fiction Competition season again. For some years now, she and her partner Mark had been running writing contests which offered substantial prizes, plus a not insubtantial element of glory for the winners.
Their method of selection was simple. Mark allocated each entry a number, then Angela shut her eyes and called out ten random numbers. Once they’d chosen this shortlist, they were simply left with choosing first, second and third, while the rest were “Highly Commended”.
The best part of all? Each entry brought £5.00. Plenty left over after awarding the prizes.
Their method of selection was simple. Mark allocated each entry a number, then Angela shut her eyes and called out ten random numbers. Once they’d chosen this shortlist, they were simply left with choosing first, second and third, while the rest were “Highly Commended”.
The best part of all? Each entry brought £5.00. Plenty left over after awarding the prizes.
