America’s Next Author
As of this writing, I still sit in the number 3 position for this week in the America’s Next Author social writing competition. However it turns out, I wanted to take an opportunity to thank you.
I went out on a limb and started writing without a safety net. Without any real pedigree. Without much of a support structure for writing.
In truth, with a blurry dream and a handful of innate skills in my toolbox.
In an age where everyone is swamped with things pulling them in a thousand directions, I have been humbled by this contest. Many of you took precious minutes to share my writing multiple times, across various platforms. Some of you wrote detailed, lengthy, thoughtful reviews of my work for public consumption. Several of you got very creative in your ardent support of my work.
Whatever the outcome, I’ve learned a lot from entering this contest on a lark. Writing almost a thousand new words and editing parts of a story on a day I had a migraine wasn’t easy, but I met the deadline. I learned new things about the inner workings of social media. I made enough mistakes to know how I would execute a contest like this one should I ever do it again.
If I don’t prevail, I won’t proceed another week. I have called in too many favors to start anew for a fresh week of the contest, and I am behind on my edits for my novel, a project with a looming deadline. I had specific things I wanted to learn from this experience, and I’ve learned them.
What I didn’t anticipate was how much so many people whom I have barely or never even met would be willing to do for me. You, Dear Readers, are some of the best people on earth.
I am lucky that a little blog brought you into my life. Thank you for being here.