This is the official contest entry blog post!
In case you missed you can read here about the contest rules and details, but here are the basics: if you want to enter, post something in the comments below. It doesn't really matter what you say or who you are; you don't even need to be a follower of the blog. One winner will be selected from those who have commented on this post for every twenty-five follows the blog has. If you want slightly better odds at winning, encourage more people to follow the blog!
What do you get for winning?
You get to have a moment of your life Nevetsized. I will ask thewinners to send me an e-mail or private message with as much or as little detail about a moment of their lives, and I will then I will re-write that moment as if it were out of one of my stories of psychological suspense.
The Nevetsized moment will be posted on this blog and sent to the winner in collectible, autographed form. (For instance, if it's a short moment, it might be on a framed sheet of paper. If it's longer, it might bound. If it's really, really brief, it might be on a coffee cup.) Also, the winner will get (if they wish) a Nevetsize Me! t-shirt.
I am still designing the shirt, but the front will features a Nevetsize Me! logo and the back will feature text something like this:
My life was torn apart.
Everything I knew was a lie.
I wasn't sure I was going to survive.
I was pretty sure I didn't want to.
And all I got was this lousy t-shirt.
So enter now! Entries will be open for two weeks from today, and the winners will be announced and contacted on 23 September 2010.
.Nevets.
And, boy, do I have a moment that would make a good scene. Count me in! :D
ReplyDeleteI am so glad I didn't miss this while I was sick-I was so worried I did! Hmm. What to pick.
ReplyDelete~bru
Disclose my private life to the public? How do you turn a psychological thriller into a psychological thriller? This is like John Smith signing into a motel under an alias.
ReplyDeletehahaha Well, Brother... Okay, that's weird to say... Anyway, Brother William, that's not only an amusing comparison, but I thought it was particularly so because early in Sublimation, there is this bit:
ReplyDelete“Your bet, Mr. Smith.”
The bet wasn't mine. Everyone here was called Smith. There were eight seats around the table in this room, admirably crafted to resemble an Old West saloon. There were three other tables. Every man in here had a single hash on his collar, a blue chalk mark given upon entry that designated him as a Smith. The players in the next saloon room over had a cross-hatch that marked them as Jones. I enjoyed being a Smith. The best scam is the one that's at least partly legit, and the best alias is your real name. Perception of duplicity can protect you even more than than actual duplicity.
Bru, my e-mail is c dot n dot nevets at gmail dot com. So to speak.
ReplyDeleteThis is a fun contest. The t-shirt is made of *awesome*.
ReplyDeleteYeah, there's something twisted about this isn't there? I am running through all of the disturbing chapters in my life and getting a kick out of publicizing that. Huh. Please enter me!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Nevets! Will send an email soon as I can decide which moment is the right one!
ReplyDelete~bru
Okay, this would be awesome to see you rewrite a moment for me, I have to admit!!!
ReplyDeleteGad, how did I miss this? Oh, I probably couldn't read the Lilliputian-sized text. snark. But, a moment of my life rewritten by you would be so awesome!
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