Congratulations Victoria and comiz to The Judge! A runaway win(s)!
This post is about the 350 and the 75
Thank you for the shortlistings and the votes from
nixie,
Ursa,
Daysman,
Sule,
Swank,
Paul J Menzies (and for the lovely words!), and
Rjalex.
My entry was kind of autobiographical in the sense that about six months ago I shouted at a young woman selling The Big Issue. I pass her twice a week and I'm usually on the phone either sending a voicenote or on a call. Every time she talks to me with her pitch, it would drive me mad because I was on the phone and the neurodivergent in me would always stop concentrating and listen to her (Oh the joys of ADHD) which would then make me lose my train of thought and bla bla bla. I have quite a nasty mouth when my temper is triggered and I said some really unpleasant things. Or rather, said them in such an unpleasant way, I felt guitly for months and even used a different longer route so I'd not see her.
In the end it plagued my thoughts so I went up to her, gave her money and apologised. I explained that when I get sidetracked or interrupted it's really difficult for me to resist/get back on track; and that was my problem not hers. So now I pass her twice a week and we say hello and smile and I've made an acquaintance instead.
So all that ramble was to say that was where my story came from. I'd also recently watched Fourth Kind (set in Nome, AK) and a short story about the gold rush in Alaska. Kind of gave me my setting for the story, albeit in modern times.
My 75 was also deeply personal for me this (last) month and I did dreadfully in the 75 worder; my idea that cupid could give you a diesase for falling in love was a bit on the nose in terms of modern equivalence, but I was more interested in how an Edwardian/Victorian person would approach AIDS had it been around then. Two of my partners have been HIV positive and the profound depth of sadness yet acceptance they had (along with all the other people I know with HIV) regarding the need for touch yet being seen as untouchable, unlovable, is still going on today. The fact that love can cure it is kind of true (certainly nowadays the prognosis is so optimistic for HIV/AIDS) so that's how that story came about.
But the reason I bring it up is (hopefully) to highlight a point I often make. Over the years, we read from quite a lot of authors here of their disappointment in their absence of votes and/or mentions in these challenges. Not often, but it's noticeable over a long period. I always ask if they're happy with their story and if so, then that's all that counts. I enter simply to become a better writer; more concise; accurate word choice;
bon mots; structure, grammar; all of it, and it requires only 75 or 300 words so it's a great,
measurable way of learning (measured, I hasten to add, not by the votes, but by your mere engagement in it: If you've written and entered, you've learnt something).
I appreciate not everyone enters these challenges to simply improve for themselves, or for the reasons I do, but I did want to say as far as your opinon of your own work is concerned, votes are not the thing; your sense of accomplishment is. I entered my 75 last month and thought,
Well, that's it, nailed it. Just give me the trophy already. It's probably what I'm most proud of in terms of my entries over the years, but no vote nor mention (I don't think). But it's important to remind yourself (oneself) that your initial sense of your own work is what's important.
Sorry for the ramble, I couldn't really separate this 350 post from the 75 one without it making sense so I put it here.
Anyway, thanks again for all the votes, and another hearty round of congratulations to
@Victoria Silverwolf and bridesmaid (Aunt Mildred)
@The Judge