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Fall Writing Frenzy 2026

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Each year, the changing of seasons brings a number of kidlit contests around. Once again, I had a lot of fun writing an entry for the Fall Writing Frenzy, an annual kidlit contest hosted by Lydia Lukidis and Kaitlyn Sanchez. I chose picture #11 (below) for my prompt.

“Library Magic”

On a rainy Saturday, the sounds of childhood filled Northwood Institute from the cellar to the attics. No lessons, no chores, just hours for playing. . .  or for bullying.

Knowing she was an easy target, Alice escaped into the library. Here, thick walls shut out shouting and laughter, while worn carpet softened footfalls.

Alice breathed in the scent of aging paper and glue, ran a finger along the spines of a row of leatherbound tomes, and chose a volume at random.

Then the door crashed open and a pack of laughing boys tumbled into the room. “I think she came in here.”

She panicked when she recognized Tom’s voice. Had they noticed her? No—rows of shelves hid her from view. She crouched behind a chair and held her breath. Maybe they wouldn’t see her…

Strangely, the book in Alice’s hand grew warmer. Something glinted from between the pages. When she cracked it open, golden light poured out, blanketing her with warmth.

Tom passed Alice’s chair, looking directly at her. But he only said, “There’s no one here.” And the boys left.

He didn’t see me! But how? Alice stared at the book in awe. Reading really was magic!

Person with bare legs and knit socks sits on the floor, holding a cup of coffee. They are surrounded by books and autumn decorations.
By Magnific

If you enjoyed that, you should check out the other entries!

A hand reaches out of the mist carrying an old-fashioned lantern. Only the hand and arm of the person are visible.
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“Wayfaring Jack”

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It’s Fall Writing Frenzy time! Kaitlyn Sanchez and Lydia Lukidis host this kidlit writing contest every year. It’s been a few years since I last participated, but writing this was a lot of fun. I hope you enjoy it!


“Wayfaring Jack” by Teresa Traver


“They’re coming,” Gabe whispered. “Do you hear?”

Withered leaves rustled in the breeze. A crow cawed. Then I heard the distant blast of a hunting horn, followed by hounds baying.

Cold fear pierced my heart. “You’re right. We need to find shelter.”

But where? Abandoned farms lined both sides of the creek, but I knew an unoccupied house offered no protection. Threshold magic only worked where there was light and comfort, warmth and hope.

I squared my shoulders. “The Sawyer place is closest. If we cut across the cornfield, we’ll be there in minutes.”

Edie gasped. “The cornfield where Jack walks?”

“Better Jack than them.” I gestured toward the distant pack.

My younger siblings nodded, and we set off.

We paused at the edge of the cornfield. Deep inside, a light glimmered in the mist, slowly drawing closer.

“Hello?” I called. “Who’s there?”

A hand reaches out of the mist carrying an old-fashioned lantern. Only the hand and arm of the person are visible.
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No answer, until a hand bearing a lantern broke through the mist. It had to be him: Wayfaring Jack.

The horn sounded behind us, much too close. “Caught between the devil and the deep blue sea,” I muttered.

I grasped Gabe and Edie’s hands, drew a deep breath, and followed the lantern into the mist.

The End. . . for now!