Way back in January of 2016, we entered a writing contest. We blogged about it here.
Sadly, our story didn’t end up winning that contest.
However, when the winners were announced, we couldn’t wait to read the winning story and see what the judges had been looking for.
We read the winner’s story. We looked at each other over our FaceTime chat and said, “That won?”
Then, we read the second place story. Then, third place…it wasn’t till the sixth place story that we found something we thought was good and actually fit the parameters of the contest!
In our original blog post, we linked to our story on their website. But we thought it was high time that we published it here for our readers. We hope you enjoy this story more than the judges did!
OUR WORLD FELL APART
“See what I mean, Billy? They’re good. And this song? It’s like they pulled it straight out of all our talks about Xeres.”
I glanced over, watching my friend, Ryan Davis, struggle to get his considerable bulk into the executive chair he’d rolled up to the mixing board.
My hands flew across the board. Finally satisfied with the sound coming through the recording booth speakers, I turned back to Ryan. “I gotta admit,” I said, pointing a finger at him, “I thought you were kidding when you told me about these guys.” I glanced at the three musicians in the recording studio on the other side of the glass. “I get now why you want me to produce them.”