I did something crazy a couple of weeks ago. Those who know me personally will not be surprised because I like to jump in with both feet. So, I was surfing the net during lunch one day and found a writing contest that ended in three days. Right up my alley! It was in conjunction with a book series – and I’ve never read any of the books. What did I do? Finished the short story and submitted it after reading the first chapter of the first book online. Boom!
After I had finished my story, I went to the library and checked out the first book to read over the weekend. Thing 1 had already read the entire series and was perplexed as to why I had the book. I explained the contest and let her read my entry.
I’m not going to name the books because the contest is still being judged and I’ll probably get another “I’m sorry…” email. No worries. I’ll chalk it up to experience and the thrill of pushing a deadline.
Polishing off the book in a night (I read fast), I was happy I didn’t read the book first before I tried my little story. The perimeters of the contest are pretty loose; a word count and the new character(s) must interact with the established book characters. When I wrote my new character, my heart wasn’t invested in the books yet, so I was free to explore my new guy.
There is something thrilling about a vocabulary freefall. Stepping out from behind the safety ropes and just going for it…living in the moment…chasing my dream. You ever had that feeling? It’s perfectly lovely.