My First Short Story Contest – Southeast Asian Urban Writing

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I finally did it.

I finally submitted two short stories for a book contest(?) organised by Fixi Novo, an independent Malaysian publisher of urban contemporary Malaysian pulp fiction. They’ve been doing really well here (surprising, seeing that Malaysians have one of the weakest reading habits in the region – which is changing, hopefully), with Buku Fixi (the main, Malay-language publisher) and Fixi Novo books flying off the shelves at local bookstores. It’s a very good platform for local writers to showcase their talents, and judging by the quality of the entries from previously published books, we have a whole goddamn lot of good writers out there. It makes me really proud! 🙂

This time around, Fixi Novo is spreading its wings to include our Asean neighbours, with three anthologies entitled Heat, Trash and Flesh. Writers are free to use their own interpretations, but the setting must be in South East Asia. The books will be launched at a London book fest next April.

After my last (failed) attempt at submitting a story for the previous theme (Hungry in Ipoh), I forced myself to submit at least one this time around. It’s my first time submitting any sort of writing to a publisher.  It was hard pushing myself to do it, because I was stuck in this apathetic circle of helplessness ie thinking that my work wasn’t going to be good enough and there was no point in submitting anything anyway. I was worried what happened the last time would happen again – that I’d simply start writing, and then leave the drafts lost forever in the recesses of my Google Docs.

So when I managed to write not one, but two (!) stories, I felt proud and accomplished. *pats self on back*. I started the project as a personal goal, and I fulfilled it. 🙂

What are the stories about? 

For Heat:

The Middle Home – The past has a way of catching up with us, no matter how hard we try to outrun it. After being abandoned at a home for old folks, Chan realises that his demons are knocking on the door, waiting to take him to his own version of hell.

*I started writing this story at the end of June/early July, which were really hot months in Malaysia. I was also reading the news about the heatwave which killed many people in the Middle East earlier this year. And since I love horror novels, I thought I’d write what I’d like best – a horror story.

For Trash:

Dumpster Divers – Tun is an illegal worker from Myanmar, working at a wet market in Kuala Lumpur. When his friend ropes him into the business of ‘dumpster diving’ – picking out produce from the trash to be sold – Tun jumps on the bandwagon to earn more money for his family back home.

*I got the inspiration for this story when I was still working at the newspaper, and they reported on foreign nationals picking through garbage at wet markets to be sold or eaten. With that in mind, I thought of doing a ‘social commentary’. Malaysians (at least those I see commenting on the internet and some people I know) are quite xenophobic when it comes to foreigners – because they see them as the root of crime, social ills and joblessness. I wanted to tackle this in my story – of how many people view them as literal ‘trash’.

I wrote this within a week. Even though friends told me they preferred my first story, this is a story I’m personally proud of, because I wrote it for myself and not so much for anyone else.

 

Well, fingers crossed that the judges and editors will like my stories. But even if they don’t, I’m just glad I pushed myself out of the comfort zone and did something I put my mind to. I’m hoping to join more of these contests in the future. 🙂

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Author: Luna

Bibliophile/foodie. Drop me a line at erisgoesto@gmail.com

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