Friday, May 10, 2013

A Bad Hair Day - Contest!

To celebrate the (fairly) recent release and the just announced "Show-Me Best Book Award" honorable mention by the Missouri Writers Guild, I think a contest is in order. Congrats to Mozark Press who published this anthology and to all of the authors!

One lucky winner will receive this humorous collection of, what else, bad hair day stories from writers across the nation. Award-winning authors, professors, teachers and reporters represent some of the
featured authors in A Bad Hair Day anthology. My story is entitled "Mr. Perfect."

Rules: Tell me about your worst bad hair day in 25 words or less. Deadline: May 17, 2013. Good luck.


19 comments:

  1. 1980s. Delicate,long hair, tiny perm rods, stubborn hairdresser. Phone call. Forgotten perm solution. 45 minutes later: steelwool hair-do. Bad hair YEAR.

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    1. Great story, K.D., and I think you and I had the same hairdresser in the 80's. Bad year is right! Gah.

      Thanks for playing. I'll announce the winner on May 18.

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  2. All the years on the farm I wore my hair pretty short. There were no bad or good hair days because it always looked the same...until I let a neighbor cut it. She happened to be mad at her husband that day and, every time she thought of something else that irritated her, she'd lop off another hunk. Fortunately, the only difference between a good haircut and a bad one is about a week :-) More than 25 words, just wanted to share.

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    1. Funny story, Jean. I can just imagine the scene. Why don't you rework it using just 25 words so you can enter!

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  3. Two years of planning to make everything perfect, and on The Big Day, my hairdresser was having a kidney stone. No fabulous updo for me.

    Thank you for this prompt--it was fun to play. 25 words is tough! Not as tough as scrambling to find an available hairdresser the morning of your wedding, but still.

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    1. Oh, no. That's terrible, Sharon. Good job and thanks for entering. I'll announce the winner on May 18.

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  4. High school. My first *real* job, in an office. I let my sister cut my hair. She gave me a feathered mullet.

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    1. Yowza. That would be my luck. Those mullets...

      Thanks for playing, dSavannah.

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  5. I took in a photo of Jaquelyn Smith (Charlie's Angels) as an example, but came out looking like Little Orphan Annie. Short, curly and frizzy!

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    1. Ha! We all wanted those Charlie's Angels hair cuts. I wanted Farrah's hair but no dice. Thanks, SF.

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  7. Had my hair braided into cornrows. Enjoyed the do for a month. After hours of teeth gnashing and begging God it came out in hunks.

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    1. Memories. My daughter had her hair put into beaded cornrows when we were in Jamaica. It lasted a couple of weeks and was really cute, but you're right about taking them out. Agony. Thanks, Rochelle.

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    1. A Bad Hair Day anthology, published by Mozark Press, is a collection of short stories from authors across the country. They are humorous stories about, what else, bad hair days.

      The contest is to tell about your own bad hair day experience using just 25 words. I'll choose the winner tomorrow night.

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  9. And the WINNER is...K.D. McCrite. It was a hard choice and there were several fabulous 25-word stories but I had to choose one.

    Thanks to everyone who participated. Well done. K.D., send me your address. A Bad Hair Day anthology will make its way to you soon. Congrats.

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    1. Woo hoo! Thank you. I knew there must have been a reason (or a good side) to enduring that awful hair-do.

      And guess what? Our vacation to the East Coast was the following week. I looked lovely, standing there on the beach with steel wool all over my head. What a fright. Thanks again, Beth.

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  10. Sorry I missed the contest. ): Rose

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