In January 2015, I enrolled on a writing class with the awesome
Hilda Sheehan. She spotted I was someone who lacked confidence and so she encouraged me (okay, pretty much
ordered me) to start sending off pieces for publication. She was so right. Sending stuff to publishers changes everything about being a writer. It's exposing, it's terrifying, it's exhilarating... and then you realise it's not as scary as you were expecting.
And on those rare days when someone says, "yes" to a piece, it's the biggest boost of confidence in the world.
So here's one of the "yeses"! Sorry if it's crass to toot my own trumpet but here goes anyway :-)
A flash fiction piece of mine was lucky enough to be commended in this year's Bridport Prize. Woohoo! The piece was originally called
The Angel in the Bathroom but it had a redraft before submitting and is now called
Cure. Big thanks to the Bridport Prize, and the flash fiction judge,
Tim Stevenson!
The lovely thing about this is that
they put me on the Bridport website! Hopefully this is something I can wave in front of agents when trying to get
Crimble's autobiography published.
My friend
Stephen was kind enough to keep me company on the day and help me feel a little less nervous around all the proper writers! He took most of the pics as well! Here's a
facebook post he put up. I love how much support everyone showed. I'm all smiles :-)
And here's a big pile of pictures from the prize-giving event:
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| The book! I'm in it! Page 148! :-) |
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Arrived at the Arts Centre to find my name and pic on
the wall. Exciting! :-) |
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| Welcome drinks upstairs in the gallery |
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| Stephen looks out over the writers, trying to spot the poets |
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The prize ceremony. I think the people on the stage are the brave
souls who deal with the enormous bags of post |
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Sneaky pic of some of our table-mates. I was worried we'd not
have much to talk about but of course we had plenty in
common - we're all daft enough to spend our free time
frantically scribbling! |
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| The ceremony begins |
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| Trying to find my way through the tables! |
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| Going up on stage. In front of people! Scary! |
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| Getting a prize. Yay! :-) |
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| Lots of goodies! |
EDIT: And just to top everything off wonderfully, I was complimented not
once but
twice by the queen of Bridport flash fiction,
Kit de Waal! :-) *dramatic fan-boy swoon*
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