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Best of the Blog Contest 2010

I love hearing from my readers what their favorites are. I find that if I don’t like a post, but someone else does, then it makes me feel better about it. So curious about what you’re favorites are, I started Best of the Blog contest.

Best of the Blog is simply the best of the blog; what do you–as the reader– think is the best post written in this past year. Here’s how it works:

Voting is preferably done in December and results are published December 31 of that year. If you vote earlier and change your mind, the most current vote is taken.

In order to vote, you have two options:

  1. leave a comment under the post you like telling me that you like it and/or what you like about it
  2. email me

You can leave comments on an unlimited number of posts and the three most popular will win. Please do not send me an email every time you like a post; only send emails in December with posts you like.

Eligible Posts

::Poetry::

::Realistic Fiction::

  • Dangling Conversation Every week it was the same routine.
  • Early Morning Conspiracies The clock struck one. He rubbed his eyes and forced them to focus on the book he was trying to read.
  • Journey Alone She sat down on the bench at the outdoor train station platform and pulled her suitcases closer to her legs.
  • Have You Seen…? “Hey look,” she said walking into the dining room with the carton of milk, “I didn’t think they put ‘missing persons’ on these things any more.”
  • The Boy “Who is she?” the little boy asked Daniel pointing to a framed photograph on the wall.
  • Disillusioned Monologue Justice no longer has a blindfold and even scale.
  • One Year More “You know as well as I do that your parents will flip when you tell them you’re gay.”
  • First Date He strangely enjoyed watching her put on her makeup and she didn’t mind him watching her fix her reflection from the bed where he could get an equally good view of the mirror.
  • Runaway All she had were the clothes she was wearing and two dogs.
  • Johnny Walker John slipped on his helmet and all at once felt invincible and incredibly bad ass.

::Fantasy::

  • The Pseudo Gods Ours was a world of pseudo gods. No one knew how these people came about—or rather why they were born—but it seemed that any wish anyone had would be personified in these supernatural beings.
  • The Creature They found it in the middle of the woods one midnight that neither could sleep.

::Science Fiction::

  • Cured Quarantined. No one knows how long it’s been or how long it will be.
  • Life on Mars? So this was it. This was what society twenty years ago had called “The Future.”
  • The Wanderers The large clock on the street corner flashed and beeped a warning that curfew was quickly approaching, but not a single hotel stood out from all the other skyscrapers looming over the street.

::Fairy Tales and Fables::

::Uncategorized::

::Nonfiction Prose::

  • Reflections on a Girl Exactly a year ago, I had been sitting in my high school’s student commons when heard the news that a good friend of mine had passed away.