Congratulations to the winners of our June 2020 competition. Feeling inspired? Have a go at this month's prompt. (this will open in a new window)
5.30am. A click and whoosh of the boiler. She faced the window wrapped in a soft dressing-gown, hands pressing the mug. Dawn competed with sea fog. The tone of the world lightened with no perceivable horizon. The one streetlight visible glowed old fashioned orange proving the world was not achromous.
Tha amannan ann nuair nach fhaic thu ach ceò. Chan fhaic thu bòidhchead an àite. Chan fhaic thu gaol do theaghlach nuair a choimheadas iad ort. Chan fhaic thu far a bheil do charaidean a’ feitheamh ort le tuigse is foighidinn. Ach aon latha togaidh a’ cheò.
Translation by Gaelic Books Council
There are times when all you can see is fog. You can’t see the beauty of the place. You can’t see your family’s love when they look at you. You can’t see how your friends wait for you with understanding and patience. But one day the fog will lift.
Young writers (12-18) winner
Jess Hutchison, age 16
Unlucky girls are drawn to post-shower mirrors. They thumb away a thin line in the glass, clearing just enough room to lock eyes with their reflection, scrutinise themselves with an inch of transparency - turning tiptoed and stretching, going pore by pore - and climb on the counter for a better look.
Young writers (5-11) winner
Fareed Ahmed, age 7
Peeping out of his window at dawn, he was perplexed to see bundles of dreams floating out of the buildings. Fluffy, candy floss like sweet dreams, Smokey, black nightmares and muddled up strands of confusing dreams. Soon the whole city was enveloped in a thick fog. The dreams had escaped.