It's rather fitting that some things come to a close on this day -- the last day of the year. I submitted my last entry into the Rooglewood contest this morning. I can hardly believe it took me until the day of the deadline to send it in because I'm usually earlier than that. And, even with the extra time I took, I still felt a little bit like maybe I could have done better if I had more time. But there was no feeling of regret when I hit "send." Mostly it was just a prayer that Rooglewood would hear the heart of the message when they read it and that maybe, if I win, they could help me bring the full potential out of my little story. And there was also a feeling, after working on these stories for more than six months, that it felt good to close that chapter and move on to the next one. I did it. I wrote them. And I'm really proud of them. Last year, the act of hitting "send" on my contest entry catapulted me into an anticipatory state....
This is awesome!! =)
ReplyDeleteOnly people who know that this is one of my Sleeping Beauty retellings will be able to understand this snippet.
ReplyDeleteOh dear, that sounds foreboding. I want to know what happens now.
ReplyDeleteMe, too, Jack!
ReplyDeleteOh, wow. I love this snippet. Somehow this one line is wistful, mysterious and foreboding all at once. One of the things that's really troubling me about retelling this tale is how to deal with the one hundred year sleep. That's a long time, and I'm struggling with finding out how to express that and how to make that time pass in the story. I guess I have a ton of brainstorming to do!
ReplyDeleteI'm sure there is a way, Ana! But I agree: A hundred years IS a long time.
ReplyDeleteHow is the ready of your brainstorming coming? Getting excited?