Friday Celebration


About five minutes ago, I got my email confirming that my entry in this year’s Writer’s Digest Competition has been received.   And I got it in early enough to qualify for the Early Bird Discount.

Which makes me both brave and frugal.

Or possibly just deluded and cheap.

Either way, it’s done.  I’ve decided that I’m only going to enter one or two contests per year now because they are so expensive.  And I limit myself to only those contests that will look good on my resume and could possibly open some doors for me.

I’ve entered this particular competition many, many times before; it’s no longer about the prize.  No, this contest has become that one big, seemingly unbeatable challenge.  Like Ahab and Moby Dick.   Earnhardt and the Daytona 500.

I just want to place.

I took a risk this year and entered two stories in categories I’ve never tried before.  I entered a Young Adult story and a Genre Short Story (Humor).  Kind of pinning my hopes on the funny story because it seems like everyone submits their most heart-rending, tear-jerking, literary stories.  So I’m taking a gamble that maybe my funny story will stand out from the crowd and get noticed because it’s different.

Then again, “different” may not be a good thing.  It may get terrible scores for being fluff.

Which is why also submitted my most heart-rending, tear-jerking, literary story to cover my butt.

What about the rest of you?  How many of you enter writing contests, and how do you decide what stories or poems to submit?