Recently I found myself rushing to meet deadlines in order to enter some writing competitions that I'd earmarked. I'd entered a few in the past and, apart from one Highly Commended for a short story, I have never won or made the short list - until today!
This is my celebratory post and a pat on my own back for having my second novel, When Skies Are Grey, make the long list for the SI Leeds Literary Prize for 2016! I'm extremely proud and excited, I can't stop smiling to myself.
But since making the long list I feel like a writing competition Ninja - I'm going to enter everything! - Well, not really. I'm sure the feeling will pass. I mean apart from all the above mentioned writing projects, every time I didn't make the cut as far as prizes went, I felt hurt. I still don't have a thick enough skin to handle rejection like a Ninja would. It takes a while to get over the disappointment, I'm afraid. So I'm going to revel in the fact that, for once, I don't have to pull myself together and self help myself into believing I can still write after a panel of judges didn't pick my story.
The short list has yet to be announced. I just hope I can survive the nerves until the end of September. I'll be buying an extra supply of moisturiser in case I need it for all that extra thick skin.
I'm keeping everything crossed until then but making the long list has meant a whole lot to me.