You may recall my entry last month about the award I didn't win. Well, now the winners have been announced, and in my category... nobody won. They named a couple of "Honor Books" that were published before last year, but in the Grade 6-8 age group, they decided not to give an award at all for books published in 2015.
Losing to someone is one thing. Losing to no one is quite another. When you lose to someone, at least you have a benchmark you can aim for in your efforts to improve. When you lose to no one... what the heck is that even about?
My publisher's reaction to the news was short and to the point.
Naturally, I told myself I wasn't going to let this turn of events bother me, and then I promptly let it bother me. But I think I managed to keep my panic short-lived this time. I'd already been having trouble with the two manuscripts I'm working on. They've both felt flat and directionless, and I've just been hoping one or both would get some traction if I kept pushing them forward. Maybe now I can give myself permission to try something else.
I'm not taking on any new projects, but I think I'm going to shuffle my priorities a bit. A couple of things I thought about doing later may get tackled a lot sooner. The projects I've been working on may get put on the back burner. Of course, once I started thinking along those lines, I quickly came up with a way to fix one of the stories that's been giving me trouble. The writer's mind is a curious thing.
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Posted on 1/19/2016