Today I mailed out my submission for the Southern Breeze Writing Competition. My stomach has been doing flips all day knowing that my work will be “judged”. I truly believe my anxiety is not from the thought of losing, but more to the what ifs.
I am sure that the mid-grade and teen completion will be stiff, but what if my story gets noticed. What if my name gets called at the conference in October. I think I may do one of two things – a) faint or b) throw up. I am hoping for neither, but this could be a great opportunity.
The dream to be a published writer is relatively new and I have the great support of my family and my critique group. I am still just a newbie. I feel like I should have to suffer for years before my work gets noticed. Still, I believe in my story and it is still evolving.
I will have four months to fine tune the rest of the story, and make it truly great. For now, I will just have to sit and keep focused on what I can control. Wish me luck.