Most Likely to Take Over the World

Am only a finalist, not a winner, in the Culture Now essay contest. Supposedly, with things like this, it’s an honor just to be nominated. I don’t feel particularly honored.

Second attempt at Tweet the Meat was also a failure. Supposedly, rejection gets easier the more often you experience it. Don’t believe the lie.

Sent out an entry for the Mid-American Review’s short fiction contest today, entitled “For a Good Time”. It’s basically a twist on the typical Hemingway story: short, terse prose that starts with a man in a dingy bar. Except the man is a hipster and out of place. Also, there’s reference to Circe and Hemingway’s The Sun Also Rises (again re: Circe) which is key to the ending of the story. If I’m at least a finalist in this, I will feel honored.

A friend of mine is submitting stories to literary magazines as well now. While I’m very proud of her, I also can’t help feeling a twinge jealous — especially if she’s selected instead of me. I am absolutely terrible and afflicted with a crab mentality that, unfortunately, I do not wish to shake.

The Husband is calling. It’s time for dinner. Ciao!

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