So last night there was a shindig in Hibbing, Minnesota to celebrate the winner and finalists in the Dylan Days Creative Writing Contest. My story "The Shabiby Express" made the top 10.
Hells yeah!
I couldn't go to Minny but we can celebrate here. I'll pop some bubbly and you put on some right, tight tunes and maybe we'll dance a little.
What sticks in my mind is that I had to slice out 1500 words of the original story in order to meet the 2500 word contest limit. And then two other publications showed interest in this abbreviated tale.
What's the lesson?
Be brief.
Be persistent.
Be grateful.
Et voila.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
-
When it's hot AF you stay inside and read. I do, anyway. Here's a partial list of what I've been reading this summer. A lot of n...
-
I attended a Manuscript Academy workshop a few weeks ago, dedicated to working on agent queries and synopses. I watched videos and submitte...
-
Gosh I thought I had a pretty good scam detector. I'm a lifelong cynic and so private I've been nicknamed The Vault. And then I got ...
No comments:
Post a Comment