The large tech company I work at had a writing competition, which they do every one or two years. Of course, I decided to enter. The theme was “coming full circle”. At first I started writing a poem about a relationship I had just gotten out of, but the poem had too much sexual innuendo so I decided not to risk submitting it. Two days before the submission deadline, my sleep deprived brain started putting together ideas and visions. At the time I had been reading Moby Dick, as well as some Lovecraft stories, and the influence of both is obvious in the final product I hurriedly put together in two nights. I felt satisfied with what I wrote, and after reading the other submissions I felt confident that mine was the best
My job had a writing competiton
My job had a writing competiton
My job had a writing competiton
The large tech company I work at had a writing competition, which they do every one or two years. Of course, I decided to enter. The theme was “coming full circle”. At first I started writing a poem about a relationship I had just gotten out of, but the poem had too much sexual innuendo so I decided not to risk submitting it. Two days before the submission deadline, my sleep deprived brain started putting together ideas and visions. At the time I had been reading Moby Dick, as well as some Lovecraft stories, and the influence of both is obvious in the final product I hurriedly put together in two nights. I felt satisfied with what I wrote, and after reading the other submissions I felt confident that mine was the best