As my readers may know I have been working towards a goal to get a my writing published. This is the ultimate challenge for a writer. Although we write because we can’t imagine doing anything else, to be published is to be validated.
So in pursuit of this goal I registered for the NYC Midnight Flash Fiction Contest. I registered several months in advance, which meant I had plenty of time to imagine what was going to happen. My anticipation level was through the roof.
In my head I saw myself the budding writer whizzing through the challenges. I wouldn’t do well in the first one. This would establish myself as the underdog, but I would rally and knock the next challenges out of the water to win. Thus getting my first creative works published.
Sounds like a pipe dream right? Or maybe a great work of fiction?
Now one month after the first round has been submitted we have received our scores. Only the top 15 in each group gets a score and only the top 5 will move on after round 2. My first reaction to my score was excitement. I was in the top 15, a moment later I began to over think the score. I was a little upset that I hadn’t gotten a higher score.
However I have set myself up as the underdog with a chance to win. So really it is all going according to plan.
This round I am determined to do better. After all I need to be in the top five if I am going to make it to round 3. So hours before I get my prompt from NYC Midnight I have reached out to fellow writers and friends to read a story I haven’t even dreamed up yet.
I have google waiting and inspiration on hold.