Once upon a time, Saundra went to a ball, but she accidentally wore combat boots. Of course, all the dignitaries laughed, because they were undignified, and the princesses didn't, because they knew better to laugh out loud in public and look like horses, but more or less, they all agreed that the Docs were a fashion faux pas. Prince Chuck, however, was totally charmed, and ran after me when I told all assembled where they could bite me. Since my 'bats were laced all the way up, they didn't come off, leaving the mystery of me behind- but since they weren't delicate shoes, Chuck heard me stomping in the distance. Of course, he chased me down and we lived wickedly ever after.

I don't have a website. Does posting the widget on lj count?

YAY!!! oh goody!!!
posted it on my blog :http://reveriemedia.blogspot.com/2009/03/awesome-contest.html

and on the sidebar.

widget too! cuz I gotta keep up with the countdown!!

once upon a time, there lived an art student who worked her butt off. She worked hard making her paintings, and photographs, and her masterpieces. Alone she slaved to finish. To finish so she can make it to graduation.

One night, Kayne walks in the studio. Tall, charming green eyed hunk. He sits by her. she ignores him, hoping to finish... but he insists. "Hey." he says. And with that smooth voice she unravels and stops her work.

hahaha wow...lame!

Here's to hoping I win! :D

http://dare2labare.blogspot.com/2009/03/fairy-lust.html

Good luck with your giveaway. I'd love to read your book one day!

Kristin (jkbaxter612 from JustMommies July 2009 DDC)
www.strivingtobemore.blogspot.com

Once upon a time, there was a girl named Rhonda. She had milky-white clear skin, a winning smile, a figure to die for, and gorgeous hair that looked enchantingly perfect even when she first woke up.

*Dude, I don't know if I want to go any further with this story--this is perfect as-is right now. ROFL.*

So, Rhonda liked to tra-la-la through the forest every day as she gathered berries. She gathered berries all day because that's totally all perfect people had to do--they didn't need to work or anything. One day, as she pulled a particularly plump berry from a bush, she ran into Robert Smith from The Cure. He began to sing that she was just like a dream...just like aaaaaa dreeeeeam...

*hm, maybe I shouldn't listen to the Cure when trying to write a fairy tale--sorry*

Anyway, once Robert Smith heard Rhonda sing back to him, he knew he had to do a duet with her. Her voice--it was like the call of larks in a soft meadow. Like the gentle whispering breeze through the willow tree nearby. So the two of them traipsed off to the recording studio tucked safely away in a huge elm tree and made a hit song, which blasted to the top of the charts and secured the #1 spot for 72 solid weeks.

The end.

Once upon a time I had this friend who was in lust for a boy. She took me across the school cafeteria to meet the boy, and while she flirted with him I realized that I liked the boy too. Girl rules stated that I not try anything so I didn't. Then a couple of years later my friend was dating the boy in college. The boy would pick us up in the morning with his friend and eventually the boy and my friend broke up. Then a few months later the boy asked me out. Girl rules no longer applied so we went to a ball where I made him late and he had to dance in front of everyone with three other latecomers. It was sweet and funny. The boy and I have been together ever since.

Also the widget is over here.

Edited at 2009-03-20 05:11 pm (UTC)

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Once upon a time, Jennifer was seven. She was very angry with her brothers for teasing and tickling her, so she wandered out of the old farmhouse where she lived and resolved to go hide. "They'll be sorry," she thought, "when they think I've gone, and they'll wish they'd been nicer to me." She wandered up past the old chicken coop that no longer had any chickens and through the orchard where the withered old apple trees grew, their skeletal branches reaching out for little girls just passing by. At last, she came to the edge of the forest behind the house, a place she wasn't supposed to go. With a little growl of defiant anger, she slipped into the forest, a place where her father had seen coyotes and bears before. She wandered around for a while, and then began to get sleepy, because it was late afternoon and she no longer got a nap in school (darn that second grade, anyway!) At last, she curled up at the base of a tree and went to sleep.

It was dark when she woke up, and she could hear voices calling her name. She looked up and could see a face in the moonlight, a face of unimaginable age and power, craggy and weathered like stone. The sight took her breath away, and she didn't answer to the voices calling her, even though she was cold, because Autumn in Wisconsin can be chilly.

Her parents found her there, curled up at the foot of the old oak tree, and were furious she had gone where she was not supposed to go, but happy that she was alive and unhurt. When she realized they had been worried about her, she tried to reassure them. "It's okay," she told them, gesturing to the face in the bark of the ancient oak tree, "the forest king was watching over me all along."

(True story.)

Once upon a time there was a girl named Deena who worked in a ho-hum job as a legal editor. She pined away day after day for a job as a YA Librarian, watching as others got the jobs she longed for. Finally, after many years of growing old in her cubicle walls, her dream job library posting appeared online. She applied at once and followed up not once, not twice, but thrice! After a much-anticipated interview, she got the job! Now Deena has the power to purchase fantabulous YA books such as FAIRY TALE by Cyn Balog, and lives happily ever after.

Yay Cyn! Can't wait to read it!!!

cullenwan2b@yahoo.com

Widget is here www.myspace.com/book_junkies_rule

and I put this in my Contest sidebar at bookjunkiereviews.blogspot.com

this is really a great idea for a contest!

We placed your contest on all of our sites-

http://justyourtypicalbookblog.blogspot.com
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http://jytbookblog.livejournal.com

We also placed your widget on our Blogger site.

I just now sent an email. YAY!

I'm sure I've already told you this, but you share a bday with my daughter. :)

Here's the link to my blog! http://angie-frazier.livejournal.com/38894.html

And for my TRUE story... Once upon a time a high school girl went to dinner at a Chinese restaurant with her best friend. Inside her fortune cookie was a very exciting fortune: "You will meet the love of your life tonight." 'Cha right. The girl tossed the fortune, ate the cookie, and her and her friend went to meet up with some other friends. That night, the girl met a very cute boy. They started dating and totally fell in love. Weird right? Well, seven years later, the boy finally proposed, and then the happy engaged couple went to dinner at a Chinese restaurant. The fortune inside the boy's cookie that night made both of them silent with skin-prickling awe: "You and your wife will be happy in your life together." The girl KEPT that fortune, and so far, it's proved true!

(Widget and link to contest is posted at http://juliakarr.livejournal.com/79474.html)

Fairy Tale... Once upon a time, there was a writer-in-waiting named Julia. She sent out her book far and wide, searching for the perfect agent to help it find a home.

"Too short," said one agent.
"Too long" said another.
"Too intense," said a third.

"This story is just right!" said Perfect Agent.

Now book is making even larger rounds of the publishing world... as of yet, this tale has no ending... But, Julia is hoping for her Happily Ever After - real soon!

aw dude, how cool is that?!?!!? WOW. i love fortune cookie romances!! :D

Your contest sounds great :) I won't enter, since I'm lucky enough to already have the ARC (and I finished it this week and will 'report' on it this weekend -- only good things, of course :D).

Once upon a time, there was a very sad princess. She would sit in her castle bedroom, staring out of the window, hoping that one day the flowers would grow in the fields far below her, but as far as her eye could see, there were no flowers. There was no green anywhere. There was nothing but moist dirt. She asked the court magicians why there were no flowers. She had seen books with them, but she had never seen one herself. The head court magician told her that many years ago, there had been a very long war between the Summer and Winter courts. The war had ended in a bitter truce, in which neither side won. It was no longer bitter cold, but the sun was not allowed to show its head either. Without the sun, all of the plants in the land died, and people had to depend on magic for food.
The princess asked how long ago this was, and why nothing had ever been done about it. The magician said that it had been at least 100 years ago, and that no one had done anything, because no one wanted to be seen siding with one side or the other.
The princess decided that this had gone on long enough and spoke with her father, the King, about it. Her father shrugged his shoulders. He said that their lands are fine without the sun and that he didn't see any need to go through all of the work to try to change anything. She asked if he would mind if she gave it a try. He said that it was a waste of time, but she decided to try.
She called a court meeting between the Summer and Winter courts. She told them that she understood that this had been a long and bitter war, and that this truce had not come easily. She also told them the truth - that she wanted to see what a flower looked like growing out of the ground and not from a magician's wand.
There was much mumbling among the courts. Winter said that if it allowed Summer to come, it would take over, and they would never get to see snow again. Summer said that if snow came, Winter would never release its grasp either, and we would all be at war again. Was this was the princess wanted? War?
The princess stamped her feet for attention. Soon the grumbling died down. Here is my offer, she said. I will send emissaries to buffer the time between Winter and Summer. I will make sure that you each get your time and no one takes any longer than the time allotted. I will send my good Lady Spring and my good Knight Autumn, and they will be the time keepers. You will each have your turn. I personally guarantee it.
The courts agreed to give it a try for one year. As soon as this new truce was signed, the gray clouds broke, and sunshine came through. The castle released its stores of seeds to the farmers, who rejoiced at the opportunity to grow crops again, for they were very tired of the bland magical food, which gave sustenance, but had very little flavor.
Outside of the princess's window, she asked for two flowers that she had seen in her books - roses and carnations. The newly appointed palace governor said that he would be happy to plant them, and made one request. She told him that if he could give her those flowers, she would grant whatever request he had, as long as it wasn't her hand, which was already promised, or anything unbecoming of a princess.
He planted the roses and carnations for her, which bloomed in every color under the sun. When she went down to revel in her garden, he asked if she would fulfill his request. She looked around at all of the beautiful flowers, breathing in the amazing scents of them, and said that yes, she would grant his request, if only he would tell her what it was. He said, My request is simple, princess. I only ask that we in the land can call you Princess Sunshine, for you have brought the sunshine back to us.
The smile on the princess's face was as bright as her new name.
And all of the land lived happily ever after.
The End.

Hi Cyn! I put up a widget for Fairy Tale at my blog and talked about the contest! Here is a link:http://amazeofbooks.blogspot.com/ I am currently working on my fairy tale and will send it to your email when I am done.

-Aryanna :)

Thanks for the contest! I did #1 and #2.

www.gardenofbooksa.blogspot.com

1) Blogged about it. :)

2) Once upon a time, when branquignole was still a small and stupid child, she didn't understand things such as "do not use your pencils on these white walls!". So, as she was in a very creative mood, she started to draw cute little flowers and bees and Things Children Draw on the once very white walls. She never knew why her mother did not appreciate her great oeuvre d'art and felt incredibly misunderstood and heartbroken. But, one day, the skill of reading came along (rather simultaneously with the start of her first school term) and hence the walls were forgotten - for she had found her true love: books. And together they lived happily ever after.


So, this makes two entries, right? And if I email you, I get shiny magnets and bookmarks and...? I'm emailing you as well! Thanks for this great contest.

There once was a Fish in the city
Who thought an apartment was pretty
She moved out of her parents
With a vacuum named Terrence
For whom all the appliances felt pity

"I can do what I want," Fish said
So Terrence was so very neglected
In her free time Fish reveled
While her room grew disheveled
And the dust piled over her head

The pups gamboled and played
Not at all dismayed
That the dust bunnies were bigger than they were
But the birds shrieked, "do us a favor
The dust is about to invade"

Fish gasped and she wheezed in a temper
Terrence cried, "You have asthma, remember
Will no one turn me on
And then the dust will be gone?"
Fish decided she had a vacuum to dismember

"Will no one save me?" Terrence cried
Into the dust he dove to hide
"Get back here!" Fish commanded
"What is this racket?" a voice demanded
"She's trying to kill me" Terrence replied

A fairy god-vacuum sprung up from the dust
She gazed around and fussed,
"What is this schmutz on the floor
I can't even see the door
Clean this place, you must!"

"It's worse than that," Terrence sniffed
She wants to disembowel me real swift"
The Fairy god-vacuum stared, feeling off kilter
"I'll find you someone who'll appreciate your fine hepa filter
And leave this slob in her dust-drift"

"I was wondering if while you were here..."
Fish wheedled "If you could make the floor clear?"
"Don't be silly," Terrence snipped, "Why?
It's your fault this place is a sty"
But the fairy god-vacuum made the dust disappear

"If you let it get this way again
(Or perhaps I should just say when)
And instead of cleaning, you doze,
I'll turn you into a vacuum hose!"
The fairy god-vacuum admonished, "You ken?"

Fish nodded chagrined
Terrence wiggled and grinned
"You won't hurt Terrence, you need him"
The fairy god-vacuum snapped, prim
Before she left in a whirlwind

They watched her spin away
And Fish grumbled, "I'm sorry, okay?"
Terrence swatted the hand she held to shake
Fish tried to ignore the ache
And cleaned the floor the next day

And they lived happily ever after

Once upon a time, Parker magically gained the chocolate touch--everything she touched turned to chocolate. Then she ate the chocolate. Then she got chocolate pox from eating too much chocolate, and was so sick she lost her chocolate touch. So she didn't eat any more chocolate. But then she found she had magically gained the broccoli touch.

It wasn't quite as fun as the chocolate touch.

-Parker P

PS--Does it count if I Twitter about your contest with a link?

I posted the widget on LJ. I can't wait to read it!!!!!!

Once upon a time in a very peaceful place. There lived a princess named Diana. She lived in a huge castle that was made out of snow but the snow never melted nor was it cold in the castle. Her crown and jewelry were made out of the finest ice in the world. Even though she lived an opulence life, she was very desolated. She had no friends, parents, or pets. All she had was her laptop. With only her laptop as her companion, she became mute and forgot how to talk. Being isolated in this big castle, Diana became sad. Her teardrops would turn into crystals. Months passed and nothing changed for Diana. Until one day, Diana noticed a letter laying on her bed. She went over to look at it and just as she touched the letter, the letter burst afire, turning it into dust. Diana was shocked. Days passed and the letter would appear on her bed every day, but like the first time, it would burst afire every time she touched it. One day, Diana was crying on her bed when she lifted her head and saw the letter in front of her. She hovered over the letter, carefully not touching it but then a teardrop that was leftover fell onto the letter. But...the teardrop didn't even soak through the letter, it disappeared! Diana slowly touched the letter; afraid it would burst afire soon but surprisingly, it didn't. She opened the letter with excitement and in the letter it read:


"Dearest Diana,

If there was one thing in the world that I could do, it would be to be yours. You haven't met me yet but when we were young, we made a vow. A vow to be together forever. Look deep inside of yourself and you'll find me.

Sincerely, "


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THE END!
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