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| Brookie
& D. K. Brown
Fiction Contest
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| Rules
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SUNSTONE EDUCATION FOUNDATION invites writers to enter its annual fiction
contest, which is made possible by the children of Brookie and D. K. Brown.
Entries must relate to Latter-day Saint experience, theology, or worldview.
All varieties of form are welcome. Stories, sans author identification,
will be judged by noted Mormon authors and professors of literature. Winners
will be announced at the Salt Lake City Sunstone Symposium to be held
in August; only winners will be notified of the results. After the symposium,
all other entrants will be free to submit their stories elsewhere. Winning
stories will be published in Sunstone
magazine. |
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| PRIZES
up to $400 per story will be awarded in two categories: short
short story- fewer than 1,500 words; short story- fewer than
6,000 words. |
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| RULES:
1. Up to three entries may be submitted. Four copies of each entry must
be delivered (or postmarked) to The Sunstone Education Foundation by
30 June. Entries will not be returned. A
five dollar fee must accompany each entry. |
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| 2.
Each story must be typed, double-spaced, on one side of white paper and
be stapled in the upper left corner. The author's name should not appear
on any page of the story. |
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| 3.
Each entry must be accompanied by a cover letter that states the story's
title and the author's name, address, and telephone number. Each cover letter
must be signed and attest that the entry is the author's work, that it has
not been previously published, that it is not being considered elsewhere
for publication and will not be submitted elsewhere until after the contest,
and that, if the entry wins, Sunstone
magazine has one-time, first-publication rights. Cover letters must also
grant permission for the manuscript to be filed in the Sunstone Collection
at the Marriott Library of University of Utah (all literary rights are retained
by the author). Sunstone
discourages pseudonyms; if used, identify the real and pen names and the
reasons for the pseudonym. |
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| Winners
of the 2003 Awards |
| SUNSTONE AWARD, $400 |
| "Healthy Partners" by Lewis Horne of Eugene, Oregon, a
stunning account of a semi-psychic panhandler's supper
with an LDS family. |
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MOONSTONE AWARDS, tie, $250 each |
| "Wolf Mountain" by Mari Jorgensen of Midway, Utah, explores the tensions of an LDS mother in a nearly standard LDS family vis-a-vis her groupie, environmentally fanatic, vegetarian but cigarette-smoking teen daughter. |
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| "The Only Word I Know" by Helen W. Jones of Salt Lake City, Utah, portrays the separateness of an LDS girl's life on the family farm in southern Canada from the lives of the Indian laborers--and if and how the chasm might be bridged. |
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| We appreciate the K. Bellamy Brown family of Arizona for continuing to sponsor this contest. And we thank all the writers who enter. |
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| Winners
of the 2002 Awards |
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Award Winners |
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| "Topless
in Elko," by Lisa R. Harris , Orem Utah |
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was like this. Celeste, her old college roommate, had determined that Diane
would be perfect for her visiting teaching companion's cousin in Sacramento.
So Celeste had given him Diane's cell phone number. She had misgivings.
Once Celeste set her up with a picky, bald zookeeper who stood her up. But
then Jed called. And he kept calling. Every night from around ten to three,
they would talk. Jed had a drawl, drove a truck, and raised buffalo near
Sacramento. When asked, he said he was around six foot and broad-shouldered.
He was adamantly against public schooling, Bill Clinton, and breast implants.
Diane herself taught German at the state university and was halfway through
a Ph.D. But she was also against Bill Clinton and breast implants. She told
herself that she liked independent men. She knew she liked his phone calls.
And he was Mormon, although Celeste had hinted that his past might be shady:
a mission he'd been sent home from, a girlfriend he had lived with. Well,
that was okay. Upright-downright-forthright returned missionaries shied
away from her- "Intimidated," her mother always said. And so,
after six weeks of phone conversations, she was going to meet him for the
first time. |
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| "The
Angel in the Pin-Striped Suit," by Mari Jorgensen, Midway, Utah |
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have no qualms about admitting this: I became a cpa for the money. During
my first two semesters at the University of Utah, I was pre-med. I memorized
terms like "fractured tibia" and "deviated septum" and
hung out at the labs, poking around in leathery-skinned cadavers and reeking
of formaldehyde. Pure bliss. But then all the buzz started going around
about the possibility of medical care becoming socialized and there was
all the squabbling and back-biting over the barest of openings in even the
country's second- and third-rate medical schools. After that, it seemed
all I could do was picture the remaining seven years of my education-more
if I wanted to specialize-stacked one right after the other like a train
of freight cars stretching far into the horizon of my life, waiting to crush
me. So I switched to accounting. Five years later, and I had my "big
MAcc"-my master's in accounting. Now, I work fifty to sixty-five hours
a week. More during tax season. I question various companies derivatives;
I hash out their unrealized gains and losses. |
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| Moonstone
Award Winners: |
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| "A
Leaf, a Bow, and a Piece of Jade," by Joy Robinson, Salt
Lake City, Utah |
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| Suddenly-so
unexpectedly that Cara's heart leaped and fluttered, Rob sat up. He looked
wildly around the room. He stared intently at the foot of the bed. He turned
his head toward Cara. There was a stunned look on his face. He lay down.
His eyes closed. After a few quavering breaths it was quite plain that his
body no longer housed his spirit. The oxygen canula began to hiss. Cara
reached over and removed it. So, she thought, you couldn't accept it. You
wouldn't talk about it. You refused to believe that you would die. 'I'll
beat this,' you said. 'I'll beat it.' Who came for you? Who was it that
startled you so? Your mother? She was a sweet soul. It surely wasn't your
father; that self-centered bullying man who taught you so well. He's only
been dead nearly twelve years. Not long enough to work his way up to a welcome
committee for departing spirits. |
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| "Blessing
Giver ," by Eugene Woodbury, Salt Lake City, Utah |
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| And
now she repeated to the bishop, "I am not a blessing giver." She
was not, but she wanted to be. Connie was more right than he knew. She wanted
to be counted among the saints, hear her name mentioned in testimony, taste
the respect paid those men of stature. She knew the ordinance. She had memorized
it the first time she heard it. But she was not a saint. She was not Mormon.
She was not a man. She could never be a blessing giver. |
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| Winners
of the 2001 |
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Sunstone
Awards: $350 each
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"Rosemary's
Grandaughter," by Cass McNally
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"The
Apostle's Daughter," by Dian Saderup Monson
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Moonstone
Award: $200
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"Rock,
Squeak, Wheeze," by David M. Clark
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Starstone
Award: $100
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"Desperation,"
by Ethan Skarstedt
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Look
for these stories in future issues of
SUNSTONE
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2000
BROOKIE & D. K. BROWN AWARDS:
Moonstone Award ($200): Joe Peterson, "Year of the Cicada."
Starstone Awards ($100): Dawn Jeppesen Anderson, "Sketching
the Fifteenth Ward;" Samuel D. Brunson, "Death Rides a Green Horse;"
Marilyn Bushman-Carlton, "Muddying the Font;" Alex Peterson, "The
Longest Bridge." |
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| THE
SUNSTONE EDUCATION FOUNDATION: 343 N. Third West, Salt Lake City, UT
84103; 801/355-5926; fax, 801/355-4043; carol@sunstoneonline.com. |
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