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NYC Midnight Round 1 Results are in....

The officials just posted the results for Round 1, which took place last month over the Aug 19th- 21st weekend. For Round 1, my assigned genre was Romantic Comedy, my assigned location was A Hair salon, and my assigned object to include was A Box Of Tissue. The resulting story, A Night In Before The Night Out, placed 11th. Not a stellar showing, but, as it was my first attempt at NYC Midnight challenges annnnnd as I have never written a Romantic Comedy in my life, I think I did fairly well--- especially considering that any story ranked 16th+ did not receive any points for this round.

In hindsight, my story was grossly lacking any sort of conflict or plot movement, and as Romantic Comedy isn't a genre I read, I was at a loss as to what the story should contain. I think the judges were a bit too giving, or lenient, in assigning my ranking in the group.

Round 2 starts tomorrow night... while I'm attending FenCon VIII in Dallas. It should be interesting to see how I fare trying to write a time-constrained (48hrs) flash fiction piece (>1000 words) while attending a literary convention. At least, if my assigned genre for Round 2 is Science Fiction or Fantasy, I'll have no end of inspiration.

Wish me luck! And, for future reference... can somebody tell me what a Romantic Comedy even is????

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  1. great result - um what is a romantic comedy anyhow?

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  2. exactly!!

    buggered if I know--- I guess I'll wait for the judges to tell me :-)

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  3. I've never read a romantic comedy before, but thanks to the Mrs., I've seen plenty of chick flicks that fall into that category...

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  4. Well... could you ask the Mrs. to explain them to me--- my husband's the chick flick watching in our house and he's tried to educate me, but, I think I'm failing miserably :-(

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