Oct 23, 2009

Writing Contest Winner- Glass Dragons's Alien Invasion

All three finalists received votes, but the overwhelming majority went to Glass Dragon's Alien Invasion story!

Thanks to all for participating! Here's the winning entry one more time in case any of you missed it; the task was to write a scene about watching paint dry, proving that it is infinitely more interesting from a written perspective than a visual one...


It started just like an alien invasion movie. One minute we were eating our Cheerios in ignorant bliss, and the next thing we knew there were so many spaceships in orbit they blocked the sun. It was like Independence Day, only with no Jeff Goldblum and Will Smith to save us. They probably died when Hollywood was hit, anyway. So, yeah. We were screwed.

Everyone had their own ways of coping with impending doom. A few of the neighbors packed up and ran for the hills. Mom packed up Grandma and headed for church. She tried to get me to come, but I figured if I had to die, I wanted to die at home. So I gave Mom and Grandma a hug and a kiss each and told them I’d keep an eye on the house while they tried to get God to run interference.

After they left my eyes fell on the cans of paint sitting by the garage door. Mom had been trying to get me to paint that door for months now. She’d finally given up and was going to do it herself today. Before Armageddon interrupted breakfast, anyway. Just that morning she had said to me, “If I wait for you to do it I’ll be dead before it’s done!”

Dead before it’s done.

I shivered. Then I picked up the paint roller. Why not? It’d be great to prove Mom wrong just once before the end.

Mom had already done all the prep work, so I got right to painting. After a while I got a creepy feeling like I was being watched. When I turned around to put more paint in the tray I saw something that stopped me cold.

There were three of them in the street, just standing there. Watching me.

No. Not me. The door. Their eye stalks were pointed at the garage door, straight at the panels I had already painted. They were watching the paint dry, and they were fascinated!

More and more showed up to watch as I painted. The street filled up with waving tentacles. They clustered on the neighbors’ lawns and rooftops. A few ships hovered overhead. I had never been so scared in my life, but I kept working. When I started a second coat I swear they all went, “Ooooh!”

When I was finished I sat on the driveway and watched the paint dry with them. As the last tacky spot hardened in the sun a collective sigh went through my alien audience. Then they took the paint and left. And I mean they took ALL the paint they could find and left the planet.

When they came back they helped rebuild the cities they’d trashed. When they found out we could make more paint, they opened trade negotiations. Humans are now major players in the intergalactic marketplace.

I saved the Earth by painting a door. Mom was so proud.

Oh, and Jeff Goldblum’s okay. Don’t know about Will Smith, though.

14 comments:

Victoria Dixon said...

That's hysterical! Well done.

Tabitha Bird said...

LOL- oh gosh I loved that. Well done!

MattDel said...

"I saved the Earth by painting a door. Mom was so proud."

Best way to stop an alien invasion ever.

Kiyote said...

funny...

Glass Dragon said...

Wow! I won! First of all, I'd like to thank my my mom, who never actually asked me to paint a door. I'd like to thank Michelle for posting the link to the contest. I'd like to thank everyone who voted for me, including my sister who even tried to make it sound like she wasn't voting for me out of nepotism. And I'd especially like to thank Jeff Goldblum. I'm glad you're okay, Jeff!

Total consciousness, here I come!

Seriously now, thanks everyone! I'm totally jazzed right now, which may not be such a good thing seeing as how it's around 1:00 am here in Australia. Ah well. Who needs sleep? I'll get plenty of that after that total consciousness thing kicks in, right?

Rick Daley said...

G'Day, Glass Dragon, and congrats!

The Total Consciousness kicks in on your deathbed, so if you subscribe to the old adage "I'll get all the sleep I need when I'm dead" then you're queued up for a nice rest (eventually).

Tricia J. O'Brien said...

Woo-hoo! I loved that story. Congrats to Becca.

Stephanie Thornton said...

Great story! I loved the little pieces about Goldblum and Smith. Fun!

AM said...

Congratulations, Glass Dragon!


Thanks for hosting this contest, Rick.

It was a lot of fun to read all of the great stories! They were all very entertaining.

TLH said...

Yeah, that was pretty amazing. Good work!!

P.S. - Independence Day is one of my all-time favorite movies. LOVE the references here!

Donna Hole said...

Congrats Glass Dragon. That was a great story.

........dhole

Morgan Xavier said...

LOVED the story. Very creative. I can see why it won :)

wendy said...

That was brilliant! Well done, Glass Dragon and fellow aussie. :)

Lady Glamis said...

Congrats, Becca!!!! You just rock, dear friend. :)