I AM THE GOOD TEAM!
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Or am I?
Great news! I can finally share it. I am a finalist in the Writers of the Future contest for Quarter 2 (volume 30). That means top 8 out of thousands of entries. They will choose the winner (and 2nd/3rd place) in three weeks.
Now, I went into this thinking, “Someone cool might read my work,” and as a geek genre writer, that (in and of itself) is better than waking up on Christmas morning with a hot pink Huffy bicycle under the tree. The one with glitter-streamers and a mini license place that read “Hot Stuff.”
Don’t razz me. This was the 70’s.
Naturally, when I received a call from Joni at Writers of the Future, I thought, “Oh (bleep) there’s something wrong with my story. It got lost. They forgot to have the judges read it. A band of raccoons hopped-up on bath salts stormed WOTF headquarters and tore up the servers, then they went house-to-house looking for judges, destroying all evidence of my story. Epic FAIL!”
But then, she gave me the news. I felt my heart grow three sizes, then it started beating really loud and my hands shook and I lost my breath and then, and then, and then . . . .
Breeeeatheeee . . . 1 . . . 2 . . . 3 . . . .
Ellipses abuse!
Who knows if I’ll make the top three, but it’s exciting to know I have chance.
Funny how these things come when you need them the most. I was just sitting down the other day to write a scene that is kicking my ass and I thought, “Self, this sucks. Writing is hard. How do I spell T-H-E? What is the capital of Missouri? Why am I watching Dance Moms?”
Hard stuff.
Now? I feel like what I’ve been doing for the last few years just might be worth something.
Anyway, I’m here in the moment. Will update when I get it. Until then, this is me:
