I know I promised I wouldn't do this again, but I'm afraid it's all going to be about me for the next little while. Me me me me me me me. Feel free to skip this post if you like. There will be boasting.
I have won a writing competition. By "won" I mean "been chosen as one of five runners-up in" but trust me; that's more than good enough for me. I am so beyond excited that I can't even see excited any more. It's somewhere over there near thrilled, grateful and belief. I'm beyond all of those, too.
I have a lot more to say about this, and how it came about, and why I'm so pleased. And it's not ALL going to be about me, I promise. This wasn't just an ordinary competition; the reason behind it is, I think, something quite special and deserves an explanation.
I'm going to leave all of that until later though. Mainly because I am still ridiculously excited and need to calm down before this post self-combusts in a cloud of exclamation marks and shouty capital letters (you should have seen earlier drafts).
The timing couldn't have been better. I've had a funny old week, for lots of reasons; some bad things have happened, some nice things have happened, and some things have happened which I'm still not quite sure how I feel about. It's certainly been a week where I've spent more time than usual questioning the decisions I've made and and how wise (or not) they were. The answers to some of those questions haven't been very pretty.
I guess I've been having a bit of a confidence crisis, for want of a better term. Seeing my name on the competition website this afternoon was the very last thing I expected. But also, exactly what I needed. Some day, soon, I'll explain why. You can skip that post too, if you like. I really won't mind.
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