So, I didn't win...

The winners of the Good Housekeeping Short Story contest were to be announced on or about Dec. 15th.

Since it is way past about Dec. 15th, I am accepting I must not have made the cut. I really expected to be more upset than I am. I have learned much more about the craft of writing than I knew just a few short months ago when I sent in my entry. I can find the flaws in it. I can understand where it would have been considered substandard in comparison to others with more polish.

But I am not saying I lost... I didn't lose anything. I wrote something I felt worthy of consideration and I sent it. In my world, that is a HUGE step!

Done...

I have decided not to enter the contest. It was a hard decision because I was really feeling drawn to it. But it is a yearly contest. I want to take sometime to prepare something worth entering. I would also like to become involved in the organization a bit and see what it is like.

I think my main motivation for wanting to enter was to feel as if I was actually moving forward with my writing. I started my mystery writing class today. So, for now, that will fullfill that need.