Well, fuck in OD

Got the letter from New Writers North today. Thanks, but no thanks.

Annoyingly, one of the folk in my creative writing class got some feedback on her story. Me? Stock letter. Sorry you were unsuccessful, more entries than ever, try again next year, no predicting what the judges will like, don’t give up, if you want to pay for feedback, try this place.

They were nice enough to let me know about a writing competition and a short story magazine for women. Which is nice. Really makes me feel special that they let me know about things I can’t submit to.

They also let me know about a crime novel competition, with a £1000 prize and a chance to get published. Which does kind of interest me. I’m pretty sure I can get the book finished in time, but there is a £20 entry fee. Which, even if I could afford it, would mean finding someone with a chequebook who’d be willing to write the cheque for me or would actually cost me £22.

So, I’ll just keep on keeping on, I suppose.

Got a few other competitions I’m planning to enter and also planning, at some point (more than likely Sunday) to review everything I’ve written and edit it.

Oh, speaking of my creative writing class, would you like to meet some of them?

(L-R: Andrea R, Keith, Andrea O, me, Diana.)

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Will