Some days I want to say to hell with it all and slap my stories up on Fiction Press. But today is not that day.
Sorry if I sound like Aragorn there. I’ve been rewatching LOTR.
Today I got back my scoresheets from the Emily contest. I entered that in all naievete upon seeing it annouced on the RWA mailing lists. I had no idea it’s considered very prestigious.
No, I didn’t final. In fact, I couldn’t bring myself to click on the scoresheets for an hour after I got the email. I have no idea how close I came to finaling, actually, but I don’t care. My scores were very, very encouraging, and so were the judges’ comments.