I shall begin with my favorite three-letter acronym – WTF? Where has June gone? Here it is the 19th of the month already and I’m just now getting started on my June “To Do” list.
It started out well enough: the first weekend, a writing friend and I escaped to a resort on the lake for an overnight write-a-thon, at which we both aimed for 5,000 words in the one night (she, of course, made it; I got a little more than half-way – damn Beergarita!); the following Tuesday, the fabulous Tracy Wolff and I presented a TED-worthy talk on “Writing vs. Storytelling” to the Austin RWA chapter and we had a blast.
Then it devolved from there: my two co-workers each left for a two-week vacation on the same day, leaving me to toil alone on our project and fend off upper-management; my hubby left for a four day (4 day!) all-guy trip to the beach from which he has just now recovered (you’re not 22 anymore, baby); and then his grandfather passed away, so we had to made a quick flight to the funeral and back in less than 24 hours (in which, one of our planes had to taxi back to the gate because the right engine was smoking, causing me a panic attack).
Through all this activity, I was, of course, doggedly turning out pages each time I could steal away, taking every chance to “stay in my story”, pushing toward that final goal of “The End” with every word…NOT! I got in about 25 words during the last 18 days. Stress and writing are not boon companions in my world.
But then there was Tuesday.
On Tuesday afternoon, my hubby and I were leaving for the funeral. That morning, after I finished throwing my tons of toiletries into a bag (seriously, I have to bring the whole bathroom for one night??) I logged onto my email, deleted the various sales and penile enhancement ads, and almost missed the one that said “Congratulations!”.
I opened it up and this is what it said:
“Your manuscript, “Spanish Eyes” won First Place in our Spring into Romance Contest.
And there’s more.
The editor wants to see a full manuscript, with some revisions which she will work with you on doing. I have given her your email address so she can contact you directly.”
Now, to be honest, I had completely forgotten about this contest after my epic fail in the third contest I entered this spring, so this was huge! A real, live, breathing editor wanted to read my manuscript! To say I was excited would be like saying Ann Coulter dislikes liberals. I was stoked!!
Then yesterday I received a very lovely, enthusiastic email from said editor saying she loved my voice (Yay! I’ve got voice.), she thinks it’s a good fit for their line and she wrote several nifty paragraphs on ways I could strengthen the opening. Then she requested that I submit the story for consideration.
It. Was. Awesome.
I know this may not seem like much to some, but I think most unpublished writers are constantly seeking validation - for someone to read their writing and tell them they do not suck – or at least that they don’t suck as bad as others have sucked. And after this email, I really felt validated.
So, bite me, contest judge H09. I do not suck…at least as bad as others.
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After my recent ride on the contest feedback rollercoaster I decided to turn to a contest veteran for some guidance and a pep talk. 
