It Seemed Like A Good Idea At The Time

Always the bridesmaid, never the bride!

I was going to write my woes on here about failing to make another grade (Litopia's latest compo), but other than simply logging it here, I'm going to let this one slide.

I think it's fair to say that those of us who've been at Litopia longest, and those who have come with far more experience are now working on instinct and inspiration - take Osc's assertion he was one drunk skunk when he wrote his winning piece... hang on... DRUNK? It took me three solid weeks to write mine, he did it in a couple of hours... drunk?

Sheesh!

Anyhoo, with what I've just said, we now reach the realms of subjectivity - and I suppose that's why I don't want to bother with bigger compo's, such as the Bridport short story prize.

But then, what am I turning down here? Surely it's not just having to pay money to enter a compo... surely, it's turning down the opportunity to submit to an agent, with my next book, should I ever write it. All I require is inspiration now, and room to manoeuvre inside my own ability.

Zoiks! Just read your comment there Es! Where you been man? Thanks for the positives, and your nice thoughts. I hope you are well?

So, the next step is to move on. With this all in mind, it's time to pick up those books on Monologuing, finish reading Dramatica, write my screenplay, and redraft my shorts for the monologues, and get on with the rewrite of my novel... erm, all after Congo has finished on Film 4 - I wouldn't watch it, but for the fact I last saw it in the cinema, and I love to get all nostalgic. Here's to the future... now, where's my Malibu?