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Welcome to Pennwick, v 2.0, Storybook. This is an interactive writing site run by Elizabeth for all Neopians to enjoy. We all know how it feels to suffer from writer's block, not have anyone appreciate our work, and experience rejection. Yet we still write. Why? Because we love it! This is a great place to submit work, enter competitions, and enjoy reading some great literature. You can win prestigious awards, enjoy recognition, and have others read your writing. The Neopian Times can be too difficult to be accepted into and too limiting in the subject matter they will allow. Well look out, NT! You're not the only paper in town anymore! Make way for the elegant, literate, grown-up writing site called Pennwick!

Past Competitions

There have not been any past competitions yet. We are having our first competition ever right now!

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This is where all the pieces that are accepted at Pennwick go, except the runners-up of competitions. Competition winners as well as the best general submission pieces go under Featured Work, and other accepted general submissions go into Poetry or Prose. Accepted comics go under the Comics part of the page.

Featured Work

Competition winners automatically go here, as well as general submission pieces that I think are exemplary.

Tearful Night by Lola.
Casting eerie shadows
Along the bedroom walls
Creating silver wisps of light
The shadows of hope
As my beating heart calls
Above the clouds
So far away
A beacon of light for all to see
Beholding its magnificent perfection
If only forever like this it can stay

Glowing with incredible radiance
To its beauty none can compare
When the light shines from below as well
From its distorted reflection in the still waters
The light spreads out without a care

A giant circle among the stars
Stark against the blackened skies
The moon illuminates souls below
Livening spirits and soothing hearts
Satisfying crying eyes.

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The Darkness Surviving the Light by Genna.
Misdeeds of a certain swamp witch go untold,
And none walk but those in the shadows.
We are the Haunted Woods, and this you would expect,
Of the darkness surviving the light.

Those fancy towns comprised of maidens fair,
Those hamlets filled with life.
But what have you yet to see?
We're the darkness surviving the light.

Darkness furls, reaches, stretches,
In this place of black reverence.
The cruel laughter, dark magic-all so commonplace,
It's the darkness surviving the light.

Skeletal bone's a crack,
We're the very essence of fear.
In this world we hang by a petty, old thread,
As the darkness surviving the light.

Uncertainty by Lola.
A feeling like falling through skies
tugging at your insides
catching your breath
squeezing your heart

A sensation like total submersion
into icy water
sending shivers up your spine
forcing your heart to stop

A desire to to fit in
more powerful than any other
searching for a way to belong
yet attempting to resist

This feeling of bewilderment
of utter isolation
of lonely abandonment
eats away to your core



Earthbound by Ginna.
This is a clean, simple, and light story. It is cute and very appropriate for young age groups, since it was written originally for the NT. It is still an entertaining read, though!

Vulzo heaved a sigh and gazed outdoors. Outside was a group of Neopets playing a rowdy game of tag. Their laughter reverberated off the Neohomes that lined the street, a joyful sound.

«What's wrong, Zo?» Ginna asked, drying her hands on a towel and putting a comforting hand on the little Faerie Eyrie's shoulder. «You bored? Want to do dishes with me? I'll wash, you dry.»

«No thanks,» Vulzo said quietly.

«Oh, does tag look like more fun?» Ginna teased. «You could go play with them, you know.»

«But it's flying tag! They all have wings!» Vulzo protested.

«You're a Faerie,» Ginna laughed. «You have wings, too.»

«Yeah, but I can't fly,» Vulzo said sadly. «They'd never want to play with me.»

«Can't fly yet,» Ginna corrected. «You'll grow into your wings, don't worry! And I'll bet if you asked them, they would let you play.»

«Do you think so?» Vulzo asked, eyes wide with hope. «Do you really think they would?»

«I do,» Ginna said, smiling. «Go on, go ask!»

Inspired, Vulzo hopped off the couch and skipped out the front door. The game slowed and stopped as she approached, and an Island Lenny glided over to her and asked, «Want to play?»

«Yeah!» Vulzo beamed. «I'd love to!»

«Come on,» the Lenny grinned, tapping her on the shoulder. «You're it!» The Lenny then turned and ran away from the little Faerie Eyrie. Vulzo laughed.

«I'm gonna get you!» she cried, running into the group of Neopets to play. Pet after pet darted away in front of her, until finally a Speckled Scorchio was right within her grasp.

Vulzo opened her mouth to yell, «Tag, you're it!» and reached for the Scorchio, but right at the last minute it launched itself into the air. Vulzo crouched down and, sticking out her tongue in concentration, leapt into the air, beating her wings furiously. For a moment it seemed like it was working. Then she heard the sound of laughter and opened her squinted eyes to find that she was still on the ground, wings flapping uselessly on her back. The other Neopets were all laughing at her.

«What a loser,» a Purple Uni laughed derisively. «She can't even fly!»

Vulzo felt tears flood her eyes. Blinking against them, she turned and fled back to her house, the sound of their laughter following her.

Two days later, Vulzo was still sad.

«Zo, you haven't touched your Tea Waffles! Those are your favorite!» Ginna said, frowning.

«I'm not hungry,» Vulzo said quietly, poking the waffles with her fork.

«Okay, that's enough,» Ginna said finally, putting down her spoon decisively. «You're getting out of this house and doing something. I haven't seen you smile in days. I was pretty sure you were a Faerie Eyrie, not a Grey Eyrie…am I wrong?»

Vulzo smiled weakly. «No, I'm pretty sure you're right,» she sighed.

«Well, I have an errand for you. We got a Faerie Quest the other day while I was out shopping. I picked up this Starlight Potion for the Earth Faerie, would you please take it to her?»

Soon, Vulzo was headed out the door with a Starlight Potion in a basket over her arm. The sun was shining and it was a beautiful day, but even the sound of Weewoos chirping overhead didn't brighten her mood. «Don't chirp at me like that,» she scolded the little white birds. «At least you get to fly. Don't rub it in.»

Finally she arrived at the Earth Faerie's house. Vulzo waded through a thick but well-kept garden of wildflowers and knocked on the front door.

«Come in!» came a cheerful voice from within. Vulzo pushed open the door and saw the Earth Faerie sitting on a little couch woven of living vines. She was finishing putting a splint on the leg of a little Mimbi. «There you go, little one,» the Earth Faerie said with a warm smile. «Be more careful next time!» The petpet squirmed out of her arms and ran past Vulzo, out the open front door to have more adventures.

«Are you the Earth Faerie?» Vulzo asked nervously, although she was pretty sure the answer was yes.

«I am,» the faerie said kindly, and patted the couch beside her. «Come, sit with me. Do you have a quest item for me?» She pointed at the basket Vulzo held.

«Yes, I have a Starlight Potion!» she said, rushing over to set the basket on the Earth Faerie's lap. The beautiful Faerie pulled back the cloth that had protected the fragile glass bottle from breaking on the journey and took the Starlight Potion.

«This is just what I need,» she said cheerfully, tucking it away onto a shelf. «I'll deal with that later. So, what's your name?»

«Vulzo,» she said shyly, taking the proffered seat on the couch. «Pleased to meet you!»

«I feel quite the same way, I assure you,» the Earth Faerie replied, shaking Vulzo's paw gravely. «You seem troubled, little one. Why are you so sad?»

«It's kind of silly,» Vulzo admitted.

«Being sad is never silly,» the Earth Faerie assured her. «And sharing when you're sad can sometimes help.»

«I can't fly,» Vulzo burst out, feeling tears start to gather in the corners of her eyes. «I can't fly, even though I have wings, and everyone makes fun of me! My owner says I'll grow into them, but I think she's only trying to make me feel better. What if I never fly?»

For a moment the Earth Faerie looked at her, eyes narrowed speculatively.

«Why do you have to fly?» she finally asked.

Vulzo opened her beak to answer and then closed it, thinking. «Well…I'm a Faerie,» she said haltingly. «I'm…supposed to.»

«I'm a Faerie too, you know,» the Earth Faerie said after a moment.

«But you can fly!» Vulzo said desperately. «I'm a Faerie who can't fly! What's wrong with me?»

«You know, I was a late flyer, too,» the Earth Faerie told Vulzo. «All the other Faeries could fly, but I loved the earth so much that I was happy on the ground. So I didn't learn to fly until very late.»

«How did you learn?» Vulzo asked, eyes wide.

«One day,» the Faerie said slowly, «it was just time. And I flew.»

Vulzo sighed. «When is that day going to come for me?»

«When you're ready to fly,» the Earth Faerie told her. «When you're ready, you will fly. And…I'll bet you'll be the best flier around,» she added with a smile. Then she piled the cloth back into the basket and handed it to Vulzo. «Better take that back to your owner,» she said, standing up. «Very nice to meet you, Vulzo.»

«Nice to meet you, too,» Vulzo said, taking the basket and leaving the Faerie's house, still not feeling much better.

While she walked back towards home, Vulzo gazed at the sky, wondering what it would be like to be able to see the tops of the trees, and the roofs of the Neohomes. She was so distracted, she almost didn't notice when the cloth from the basket was caught by the wind and carried up towards the trees. «No!» Vulzo cried, lunging for the cloth as it was swept away. «Oh, no!» she wailed, watching the cloth get snagged in the branches of a tall tree.

The wind continued to blow strong, and leaves were whipped past Vulzo's head in a frenzy. It felt like a storm was coming. Then, as Vulzo started to walk again, sad that she had lost her owner's cloth, a tiny white Ukali flew past her head, squealing in fear, caught by the wind. Vulzo saw the look of terror in the thing's eyes as it beat its wings ineffectively against the strong wind.

Suddenly, all that mattered was that the little Ukali wasn't hurt. Vulzo reached up for the petpet, straining with her paws to reach it. Somehow, she managed to catch the Ukali in her paws. She brought it back to her chest and wrapped her arms around it protectively. «Don't worry,» she murmured to it, «Everything is going to be okay.» She felt it shaking in her arms, and was so worried about it that she when she glanced down and saw that she was far off the ground, she almost fell out of the sky in amazement.

Vulzo looked back at her wings and was awed to see them flapping on their own accord, holding her up in the air. She crowed with joy, forgetting her sadness and fear. «I'm flying!» she cried, lifting up the little Ukali and looking it in the eyes. «I'm flying, see?» she told it, delighted. «I'm flying!»

The winds died down almost as quickly as they had started, and the little Ukali wriggled out of Vulzo's grasp and flew off, chirruping cheerfully.

When she finally got home, the same group of Neopets was out in the street playing flying tag again. She landed just around the corner and walked towards them, proudly carrying the empty basket with the cloth nestled in it again.

«Hey, look!» the purple Uni from before said loudly, pointing to Vulzo. «It's the Faerie that can't fly!» The Uni flew past her and poked her shoulder on the way by, yelling «Tag, you're it!»

Vulzo took a few steps towards the group, setting down her basket and taking a deep breath. Then she crouched down, smiling confidently, and launched herself into the air. Faster than an arrow, she was soaring through the sky. Within seconds she had caught up to the purple Uni and poked her, laughing.

«Tag! You're it!» she crowed, doing loops in the air and reveling in her triumph. The purple Uni stared at her as though she'd just changed colors in front of their eyes.

«Will you stay and play with us?» a Buzz asked Vulzo. «You're a great flier!»

«No thanks,» Vulzo said, smiling and gliding back down to the street. «I'm gonna go help my owner do the dishes.» Then, picking up the basket, she ran into the house to tell Ginna her miraculous story.

The End

Would you like to submit a general piece to the showcase? Have you already read the rules?

Current Competition

In honour of National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo) which takes place in November, this month's competition will be about writing a novel. Don't worry, I'm not going to ask you to write a novel, or even a set amount of words. All you have to do is come up with an idea for a novel, and submit it here. You do not need to be planning to write it, or you can have already written it. It can be Neo related or not, and absolutely anything goes, as long as it is Neo-appropriate. Let's get those ideas percolating!

All entries will be displayed here until they have been voted on and a new competition begins.

Entries are due before the 1st of December.

Are your thinking caps on? Go ahead and enter (after reading the rules!)

Competition Entries

Possible Novel Title Here by Author.
«It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us…»
- Charles Dickens, A Tale of Two Cities

Novel pitch here.

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+ New link back
+ Received a proof-read from Fine Tuning. Minor maintenance done around the site as a result.


+ New competition up! All you have to do is come up with an idea for a novel, and submit it here! This is something everyone should easily be able to participate in, and I am hoping for a lot of entries! Get yours in before December first.


+ Happy Halloween! I put up an entry to the current competition, but it is actually by me, so it will not be a part of the competition. You can just read it for fun, if you want. You still have time to enter the competition (which you would then probably win! :P) so please do so ASAP.

Submitting and Awards

Here are the rules for entering content, how to submit a piece, and the awards you can receive for doing so!


No stolen content! Everything you write must be 100% your own work! (You are welcome to collaborate with other writers, but they must be willing and each contributor must be credited!)
You must follow Neopets' rules. Nothing inappropriate will be allowed. You may explore more mature themes and issues, but it still has to follow Neopet's rules.
Follow the specific guidelines for each competition. Read carefully!
All submissions, if longer than a short poem or containing anything in quotation marks must go on a petpage. Simply link to the petpage you put the literature on in the Neomail you send me.
Format the writing properly, and according to my formatting guidelines. They are very unique! You must read!
If you have a long story formatted differently, you may show it to me before going through the work of formatting it according to Pennwick's guidelines. I will let you know if Pennwick will accept it, and then you can format it properly. Only then will it be published at Pennwick. However, it is a good idea to format quotations according to Pennwick's guidelines anyway, as petpages do not allow quotation marks consistently, and italics is used to denote thought, not speech. Still, the choice is yours, and I understand wanting to know if your piece will get in before bothering to format it using superscripted guillemets. Remember, though, that formatting according to Pennwick's guidelines is absolutely mandatory prior to publication.

How To Format Your Submission

You know how petpages have that issue with quotation marks? Well I have an almost perfect solution for it. It takes a bit more effort, but it looks great, and it's the best solution I've found. It looks like this, and this is how you do it...

For your opening quotation mark, just copy and paste this code:

For your closing quotation mark, copy and paste this one:

Use them just as you would use quotation marks, leaving no spaces. So your written HTML work should look like this:

The finished product will look like this:

«Hi, how are you?» she asked.

Don't forget to make it nice and neat, putting a paragraph (p) tag after each paragraph or whenever the person who's talking changes. The reason this is important (especially the artificial quotation marks) is because when I go to your petpage, I will view page source and grab the straight code for your literature. It will all make sense me to me as I read it, because it will have all its proper "quotation marks," and it will be ready to be pasted onto this page!

It may be easier for to you write just with the Guillemets (« ») and then go back and add the superscript tags later. Whichever you prefer. It is helpful, though, to copy and paste the opening and closing petpage-approved "quotation marks" into wherever you're writing or editing your work.


These are not requirements, but they will probably greatly increase your chances of getting accepted to Pennwick. More importantly, they will also make you a better writer if done consistently.

Format your piece according to my formatting guidelines, before presenting it to me even for previewing.
Reread your submission several times looking for errors.
Have others read your piece to find errors and to give you honest, specific critique.
Write what you love to write.
If sending in a comic, please try to save it as .png or .gif, as those are higher quality than .jpg

Submit A Piece

Have you read the rules? Followed at least a few of the suggestions? Is your piece properly formatted with superscripted Guillemets? Do you not know what I'm talking about? Then scroll up and re-read the rules and formatting guidelines. If you have done all of that, then go ahead and click the ink pot and pen below.

Things that are NOT Rules

Submissions to the general showcase do NOT have to be Neopets related.
Pennwick does NOT have to be the only place you submit a piece. It can even already be published in the NT! You can submit your work here and as many places as you want, as far as we're concerned.
You do NOT have to write in a standard way. Creative formatting (except for quotation marks, which must follow our formatting guidelines) punctuation, and even sometimes spelling is acceptable if it is intentional. Usually poetry is where this is most commonly done. It must, however, be intentional. Badly spelled and punctuated pieces because you didn't know any better or because you were too lazy to fix it will not be accepted.
The suggestions are not rules.


These are the awards you can win for participating at Pennwick. Please do not take any that do not apply to you. Thank you!


Comics are writing, too, though they also involve art. Even comics that have no words take writing skill. It's just like a screen play!

Note: You can drag these comics to your URL bar to view them full size.

Paint Me Grey by Ginna.
Possibly what we all feel like doing when our bratty pets complain about their cushy lives.

Disagreeables by Ginna.
This is a perfect example of something that didn't make it in to NT because Neopets thought it reflected badly on them. You can't say something like "Neocash is expensive." Well, cool your jets, big brother, because it is TRUE, and this comic is awesome! Furthermore, they probably didn't want to publish something that said that Neopoint wearables are ugly. Though once again, this is often the case.

A Lab Ray A Day... by Ginna.

This one didn't make it in to NT because TNT insists that they hadn't been inspired by frogs when they were making Quiggles. They thought it up all on their own! Silly Ginna, don't you know that? Anyway, this is a hilarious commentary showing off the funny, incongruous things pets sometimes say before they get zapped.

Would you like to submit a comic?
(We are especially looking for comics pertaining to the subject of writing, though all subject matter is welcome.) Have you already read the rules?

Ongoing Story

Here is the ongoing story!

Beginning entry by Uni.
She stood stiffly on the edge of the lake and looked out across to the other shore. It used to be a site that brought her such happiness. The setting sun reflected in the sky and the water below it with warm, powerful colors. The willows with their branches falling into the lake were a deep blue. The soft lapping of the waves was at her feet. This place was her childhood, this place was a piece of her soul. It's beauty and gentle shore had always been a place of rest for her mind, for her body, for all her loves and hopes and dreams. She always found peace in this beautiful place.

Now, it betrayed her. It's beauty agonized her. It was more painful in it's beauty because she knew she would never see it again. From now on, all would be different. She held back tears. She must be strong! She clenched the key in her hand as if the pain of the metal against her skin would spur her on to bravery. Now was the time of battle, she must not look back.

She turned from the lake and walked away, feeling as if she had turned on her own spirit. But she would not despair, she must fulfill her duty. She turned the key over and over in her hand, contemplating the future.

«Hey,» said a deep voice, «Are you ready?»

She looked up but didn't see the man speaking. The sun was behind him and he was in the shadows under a willow tree.

«Yes,» she said resolutely, her eyes blazing intensely, «I am ready.»

Have you already read the rules and what there is so far of the ongoing story? Think you can continue it? Give it a try!


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