Literary Magic Short Story and Poetry Contest Winners

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Contest Results: Literary Magic has met with yet another pair of successful writing contests. Last month, we closed our first ever paid writing contest. Now, the editors have spoken, and offered free critiques for the winning entries. The first place poem and story winners will each receive their promised payments, as well as their critiques which can be found directly following each story and poem. Just click on the link to be taken to each winner's page to read the entry followed by editors' critiques. Literary Magic would like to thank all of the writers who submitted their work. While we received many pieces worthy of recognition, only the top three ...

January 17, 2011

2nd Place Story: “Landscape and Fall” By Mark Wagstaff

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Landscape and Fall By Mark Wagstaff About suffering they were never wrong, the Old Masters. Auden, for instance. You said: his command of situation, his juxtaposition of nature and torture, driven by grief for man’s smallness and doubt, counterposes the sun on water with the nagging nip of ice. The innocent with the purposeful, who may see but not recognise. I remember, in the museum, your passion for these things. I travelled for fun, for Art with a capital A, as a tick on my tourist list beside moules-frites and cherry beer. But to you, the museum was destination, its paintings the source for larger emotions you ...

January 17, 2011

1st Place Story: “Hitchhiker” By Joanne Weck

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Hitchhiker By Joanne Weck It was dusk. A light rain was falling as we drove through the hills of Pennsylvania, heading west. As we rounded a curve near a turnpike entrance, a slight figure stepped almost directly into the path of our car. My husband, at the wheel of his battered ’59 Ford, swerved to avoid impact. Glancing into my rear-view mirror, I caught a glimpse of a fragile-looking girl, thumb outstretched, standing in the rain. “Stop, David! Stop!” I shouted. He slammed on the brakes. “Christ! What is it?” He looked at me, alarmed, and I pointed at the figure running toward the car. “Are you out of your mind? ...

January 17, 2011

3rd Place Story: “Cooking With Endangered Animals” By Lisa Rose

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Cooking With Endangered Animals By Lisa Rose I knew it was going to be a bad day when I found one half of a roach in my scrambled eggs. Where’s the other half? I really hoped...well... Some people eat bugs. They say it’s fancy and tastes just like chicken. Well, those people are crazy! Too bad we didn’t have our own kitchen, I would whip up my own eggs. I am a great cook. I can make scrambled, poached, hard-boiled, and sunny-side up eggs. I can make omelets regular or with egg whites only. I could even make meringue. But we were at the homeless shelter. And ...

January 17, 2011

3rd Place Poem: “A Father’s Love” By Anthony Murray

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A Father’s Love By Anthony Murray I Thought That I Knew All About Love, And Then I Was Blessed With You From Above. You Are Such A Handsome Little Boy, And Have Brought Me So Much Joy. For You I Will Always Be There, For You I Will Always Care. I Love You With All Of My Heart, I Always Have From The Very Start. Always Do The Best You Can, And You Will Grow To Be A Great Man. My Love For You Will Never Falter, You Will Make Someone Very Happy At The Altar. A Father’s Love Is A Bond For Life, Something That Can Be Cut By No Knife. Editors' Critiques ...

January 17, 2011

2nd Place Poem: “Ain’t No Dr. Seuss” by Lisa Rose,

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Ain't No Dr. Seuss By Lisa Rose We got mold bright and bold. Freaks and leaks, dealers and stealers, Do you hear me Sam I am? We got pimps with limps And hoes so high, they fly To the top. Hear that, Hop on Pop? Fox in socks hold on tight, Or cold feet---tonight. One Fish, Two Fish, Red Fish, Blue Fish Grinch make a wish No Christmas in the Shelter, Only helter skelter. The Cat in the Hat Kills more than a rat. Thing One and Thing Two, Shoot ya for your shoe. This is 224, Highland Avenue Sam I am. Oh No! The places you go! Editor's Critique By Charles Brooks III, Literary Magic Poetry ...

January 17, 2011

1st Place Poetry: “I Shudder” by Shirley Bracken

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I Shudder By Shirley Bracken Winter I feel nothing your icy kiss leaves me numb Your raw coat of shifting winds leaves me frigid isolated in the cold I shudder Editor's Critique By Charles Brooks III, Literary Magic Poetry Editor This poem is by far the best submitted to the contest because it is open and can be read the way the reader breathes. The poem doesn’t tell the reader every emotion, but leaves it gaping to mirror how “cold” we feel and what makes us “shudder”. “I Shudder” can be about the season itself or whatever it is that makes the reader (at that moment) ...

January 17, 2011

Literary Magic to Cease Publication: Please Read

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Literary Magic will be closing our virtual doors and cease publication as of after May 20, 2011, a specific date to be announced soon. The website will remain live, but no new content will be published. Please see below for relevant information for both readers and writers. Our original close date of April 1, 2011 has been extended to after May 20, 2011. Copyright: In order to give our authors as much value as they can gain from their contributions, we want to make sure they can use their content however they please, and will therefore remove it from the website. In order to be fair, this will be the ...

January 17, 2011

Imagine Imagination: The Image and Magic of Imagination

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Imagine Imagination: The Image and Magic of Imagination By Rocky Reichman “Imagine a world in which socially responsible and eco-friendly practices actually boost a company’s bottom line,” reads the Cover quote for the Jan. 29, 2007 issue of BusinessWeek. The word imagine is quickly becoming the most popular term used in the business world. “Imagine it” is a phrase favored by investors and entrepreneurs alike. Loved by corporate managers and chief executives. “Imagine it” means to think creatively and form a mental image of something. “Picture it.” Imagination (noun form) ...

October 16, 2010

The Enemy

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The Enemy By Joan Kaplan Forgive me for not keeping in touch. I know they told you I was wounded in action; did they tell you that I was missing, too, for two days, and then was found, barely breathing but alive? Perhaps it’s best if they didn’t; why worry you needlessly. I was found, although two others in my unit have not been. It’s been weeks and they are still missing and, we all fear, lost to the enemy – not the Iraqis, but the war, the real enemy. ...

June 23, 2010