Cue hysterical screaming like a tween at a Justin Bieber concert.
Only problem is that I have to wait until about 7pm tonight because of the time difference and I just can't seem to concentrate on the micro edits my chapter needs. I've done four major edits (aka rewriting the whole stinking mess from start to finish until it stopped making me want to give up writing and take up selling tupperware for a living instead). Not that there is anything wrong with selling tupperware. I'm sure there are loads of lovely people out there making a killing selling plastic storage containers - it's just that I can't see it giving me the same sort of satisfaction.
Or wait, do hugely successful tupperware sellers get to sign lids at storage shops and pose for photos with fans beside pyramids of synthetically manufactured bowls with brightly coloured lids? If so then I may need to reconsider my career path.
Last year was the best writing experience I've ever had. I got some fabulous feedback and I just wish I had been able to keep a record of the lovely comments people made about my chapter. This year (if I get any) I would like to try and copy them onto the blog. Not for vanity reasons or because I think I'm so hot that I want everyone to read how hot other people think I am - but because they are so motivational when you're feeling like....well - you should be selling tupperware instead of writing.
I went back to the 2010 website months after the competition was over and Leah Ashton (that clever gal who won) had been named as the winner and found that people were still reading and still commenting. It's a lovely feeling knowing that someone, who has no reason to, has said they liked your work.
It was like when I was young(er) and would fantasise that Tom Selleck would turn up out of the blue and well let's just say the older I got the more explicit the ending became - but reading those comments from complete strangers was like Tom did turn up and while the whole fantasy might not have come true, he at least told me that he thought I was kinda pretty (in a pasty-white-chick-whose-nose-is-always-in-a-book kind of way).
So when that website officially opens, I'm going to be all over it. I'm gonna be the New Voices Flash. Dashing from one entry to another, reading and commenting and enjoying the heck outta myself.
I'm going to bring a little bit of Tom to everyone (whether you want him or not - and honestly, who wouldn't?)
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