Behind the Curtain: Loot, Prizes and Other Booty

No, I did not forget about prizes for Behind the Curtain. I have been stirring the cauldron in order for the best and most exciting prizes to float to the top. And, oh! What a range of prizes I have for this lovely contest. I’m not sure who will be the luckiest – all the packages are amazing!

The Dark Arts Package

Talented mixed media artist Angie Richmond (Twitter: @write_me_happy ; Etsy Store: Angie Richmond Designs) has donated an original canvas to the winner of this package (value: $50).  This 8″ x 10″ original mixed media work on canvas will feature one of Angie’s signature ‘dark trees’ and a quote from the winning work.

 
(Important Note: This is not an image of the prize, just a work by Angie at the same size. The prize will only feature the dark tree and the author’s quote from the winning story, not the bird. Artist reserves the right to change the details of dimensions or theme of this package, though the value will remain the same.)


The Dark Veil Package 

With all of these entries celebrating the dark secrets behind the curtains of the arts, we cannot forgot music. The winner of the Dark Veil Package will receive their own copy of the haunting gothic rock opera, Veil & Subdue. Veil & Subdue is the creation of Paul Ramey (Twitter: @paulramey) and Anna Meade.

For a sample, click below.

It Might Tonight – Music and Lyrics by Paul Ramey, vocals by Anna Meade and Paul Ramey.

Just Like Freedom – Music and lyrics by Paul Ramey, Vocals by Anna Meade.

In addition, the winner will receive a beautiful copy of the opera’s libretto, signed by Paul Ramey and Anna Meade.

The Dark Romance Package

For those who are not familiar with Sophie Moss (@smosswrites on Twitter), she is the authoress of the dark paranormal romance series Selkie Island Trilogy: The Selkie Spell, The Selkie Enchantress and the soon-to-be released The Selkie Sorceress. Sophie has a huge buzz going on Twitter and a devoted following, but was kind enough to donate a digital copy of her newest book, The Selkie Enchantress, to the Behind the Curtain contest.

It’s a perfect fit, for nothing is as it seems on Selkie Island and Sophie’s deft twists and turns will definitely leave you yearning for the third book. Sophie’s work and words were recently featured on the USA Today website – she is one to watch!
Sophie Moss, author of Seal Island Trilogy
Oh, this is what you’ve all been waiting for, THE ULTIMATE GRAND PRIZE PACKAGE for the winner of the Behind the Curtain Contest!


THE DARK FAIRY GRAND PRIZE PACKAGE

First, you too will get a copy of Veil & Subdue. But that is just the beginning of the Dark Fairy’s gifts bestowed upon you. 
Next, you will receive a magnificent writing notebook by our own Writing Organizational Guru, Ruth Long aka @bullishink.
 
Ruth puts us all to shame with her organizational mastery. This notebook can be used for NaNoWriMo or your Work in Progress and comes with a wealth of writing tips. Hordes of authors have begged for these notebooks AND I SECURED ONE FOR OUR WINNAR. HAHAHAHAH!

(Important Note: This is a photo of Ruth’s amazing writing notebook, for HER WIP. Yours will be similar but not identical. Ruth reserves the right to add or subtract contents.)
*blows trumpets of glad tidings*

Because your story was the finest of 61 entries, the Dark Fairy will offer things that NO ONE ELSE HAS EVER RECEIVED.
Allow me to repeat that. NO ONE ELSE HAS EVER RECEIVED THESE PRIZES. Excited yet? You ought to be. 

Winning author, rejoice! Dark Fairy promotions ahead!

 

* The winning author will be featured on Yearning for Wonderland in an in-depth interview by the Fairy Queen herself.

This interview will highlight your book, blog, or any other artistic project of your choosing. Anna will then promote this interview heavily on Twitter/Facebook and G+.
*The winning author’s story will be recorded by Anna
No, you did not read that wrong. Anna has a home recording studio and will do a creative/theatrical recording of your Behind the Curtain entry.
(This recording is yours, to use for any promotional/creative purpose of your choosing. This recording may not be sold or repurposed into another audio project.)
And, finaaaaallly…
* The winner author will be Anna’s partner in her next flash fiction contest (in Spring 2013). 
The winner will be heavily involved in this contest and will have input on the theme, promotions, format, prizes, etc. 
Who wouldn’t want to dance with the dark fairy?
Now that I have whet your appetites, please don’t turn on each other. Writer-on-writer murder will cause your entry to be disqualified. Maiming, on the other hand….
#MOOGHOOHAHA

Slowtime: Prelude – "Slipping Under"

Thus continueth the Slowtime serial. For those who didn’t see earlier episodes, Slowtime is a concept album by my friend Paul Ramey. It’s set in a dust bowl future of overpopulation and shortages.

–  Slipping Under –

The warning chime rang.

“My love, it’s time for Quietus to begin.”

“Will it hurt?”

Enu hesitated a split second. “They say it’s like falling asleep,” he said. “But you won’t have your bad dreams.”

“What if I get stuck in a nightmare and stay there for all of Quietus?”

He pushed a lank blonde lock out of her face. “Elaida, you won’t. I promise.”

“You can’t promise.” At least she was smiling now. “Nobody knows.”

“I’ll be in the cryochamber next to yours. I’ll be the first thing you see when you wake.”

The fading sun slowly slipped behind the plateau.

She bit her lip, “I guess I should do my civic duty. I know there’s too many of us. It’s time for someone else to be Awake.”

The chimes rang the hour. Everyone else had already began. Silence washed across the desert.

“Don’t be scared.”

She slid down into her cryochamber, looked up at him with sad eyes, “See you in a year.”

He kissed her with a ferocity that startled them both. As he settled into his own chamber, her voice floated over.

“Tell me I’m not giving my life away for nothing, Enu.”

“You’re not giving it away. Just leaving it for awhile.”

The cover clicked shut.

 —

Curious? Read the next bit, Slowtime Episode 1: “Waking” and Episode 2: “Falling”

Slowtime Episode #2 -"Falling" – Anna Meade

The Menage Monday flash fiction challenge by the lovely Cara Michaels (@caramichaels on Twitter) gave me an excuse to write the second episode of Slowtime, the peculiar and wondrous soundtrack album by Paul Ramey.

The Menage Monday exercise contains three prompts: a photo, a phrase and a prompt from the Judge. All three must be used in the story. This week’s prompts:

The Photo:

The Phrase: “it’s a dry heat”

The Judge’s Prompt: The full moon.

Of course, I didn’t win. This entry failed the basic tenet of flash fiction – a complete story within the word count limit. This is merely another entry in the serial that is Slowtime. I’m pretty pleased given that I wrote it in 45 minutes before the contest closed.

If I continue writing this 200 words at a time, I’m not sure how long it will take me to finish, but I am enjoying the journey!

Why don’t you read Slowtime: Episode 1 before you read this? Or after?

Enu’s side stitched. He had to stop running some time. They knew that.
The sand sucked at his feet like a bog, like a kiss, pulled off his shoes. He couldn’t stop to retrieve them. His muscles failed him. Dropping to his knees, he crawled, hands clawing himself ever forward to a rocky outcropping. He squinted, eyes dazzled. It seemed like the rock pile he passed earlier.
Stomach clenching, Enu recognized the pair of spidery trees. He’d been crawling in circles for hours. At the base of the rocks, Enu collapsed, curling up against the skeletal trees. The sand enfolded him; he sank slightly.
 I will lie here, he thought. Let it desiccate me.
When he woke, voices above were arguing.
“When’ll this godforsaken heat break?”
“At least it’s a dry heat.”
“Why are we out here?”
“Passenger 354 escaped city boundaries. Proctor wants him.”
Enu tensed, recognizing the voice of the second Keeper. The full moon had risen, flooding the dunes with bright white light. He was plainly visible if they cared to look.
The sand beneath him made a slight sucking sound; it gave way and he fell through into nothingness.
When his eyes opened, he saw The Machine.