I realize that my tiny thrill will seem tame to non-writer people.
You are expecting that I jumped on a zip line or petted a shark or something.
But, for me, it was reading (on Anne Elisabeth Stengl's blog) the line, "After all, one of YOU might be a featured author this time next year."
Believe it or not, I don't think about this much. My focus is on my stories. I write. I edit. I edit again. Then I submit, and I wait to find out whether I earn the right to do even more editing. I don't think about thrill you feel when you check the announcements page and find out you won.
Maybe it's because I'm not sure I will win. Or maybe it's because I'm trying to pace myself for the long haul -- a lifetime of writing and editing and submiting. Who knows.
But then I read the "After all...YOU." And, zing! Adrenaline rush!
The thought that Emily
or Skye
or Jack
or Ana
or Emileigh
or Janie
or KS
or Rachel
or Mary
or Kiri
or any of you
or me
could be featured in next year's collection sends my heart skipping.
You are expecting that I jumped on a zip line or petted a shark or something.
But, for me, it was reading (on Anne Elisabeth Stengl's blog) the line, "After all, one of YOU might be a featured author this time next year."
Believe it or not, I don't think about this much. My focus is on my stories. I write. I edit. I edit again. Then I submit, and I wait to find out whether I earn the right to do even more editing. I don't think about thrill you feel when you check the announcements page and find out you won.
Maybe it's because I'm not sure I will win. Or maybe it's because I'm trying to pace myself for the long haul -- a lifetime of writing and editing and submiting. Who knows.
But then I read the "After all...YOU." And, zing! Adrenaline rush!
The thought that Emily
or Skye
or Jack
or Ana
or Emileigh
or Janie
or KS
or Rachel
or Mary
or Kiri
or any of you
or me
could be featured in next year's collection sends my heart skipping.
Does it do the same for you?
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