Wednesday, 4 December 2013

Sour Grapes

I was really proud of the story that didn't even get shortlisted this month! And I find myself so tempted to point at the winner and pick holes - what a nasty person I must be. It knocked me a bit, to be honest, that I didn't get shortlisted, as it was probably my favourite of the stories I have written - certainly better in my opinion than one of the ones which has been shortlisted. But I suppose that's all down to personal preference - or maybe when I look back, I'll see myself why it wasn't good enough.

Either way, I'm not dwelling on it. This is me drawing a line under it, and getting on with baking 7th birthday cake while my final story of the year - which has been written! - bakes on the computer.

I'm also wondering whether there's enough time to try to make a silk purse out of my pig's ear of a novel to enter it in the Richard and Judy competition that closes on the 1st of January...nothing ventured, nothing gained...? Or going off half-cocked? At least I've filled my cliche quota for the day!

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