Celebrate The Victories

I set at goal at the end of last year. I would either win the Writer’s of the Future contest this year or pro out. It’s, I believe the oldest science fiction and Fantasy writing contest. I’ve submitted to the contest sporadically since 2016.

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In 2019 My story Not a Piece of Cake earned an honorable mention. At first I was elated. It was acknowledgement that my writing was getting good. I almost cried when I received the certificate. Pretty quickly my resistance kicked in and I convinced myself it wasn’t a big deal. I eventually posted it on Kindle unlimited as The Zone. You can read it there for free.

I went ahead and reentered the contest and, nothing happened, other than more rejections. Then I quit entering, until December of last year year. I entered for the first quarter of 2024.

I just heard back from them, and another honorable mention for my story Secondhand Speedos and other things you find at the Dump. From what I’ve researched that means I was in the top 10 percent of entries last year quarter. They have several thousand entries every quarter, so while it’s a rejection, it’s also a win. I’m now submitting the same story to other paying publishers.

I’m putting the polishes on my next entry 12 Miles Out, deadline is March 31st.

Here’s a link to the contest if you’re interested in entering. https://www.writersofthefuture.com

Welcome to My Worlds

I’ve spent most of my life dreaming of worlds that didn’t exist. Or worlds that didn’t exist yet. I’ve also spent most of life avoiding the thing I wanted most. I wanted to be a writer, but writers are poor, they said. Writers are miserable, they said. I believed them. I trusted them. I avoided following my dreams.

Maybe I’ve finally grown up. I hope not adults sucks. Maybe ideas are viruses demanding to be spread. I don’t know. What I do know is I’m finally doing what I’ve always wanted to do. I am writing. More importantly, I am publishing.

I am being me.

—Scott—