I’m not the praying type.
Really, I am not.
But right now, I am pleading with whatever deity will listen to… well actually, I don’t know.

Vezien is out of the door. I’ve sent my baby to strangers and I’m worried about him.
I’ve entered two contests, and I’m expecting a kick in the teeth. Anything else is a bonus.

Yes, my crit partners like him, like the story, assure me it’s good… but it’s my baby, you know? I still feel like I am not good enough, that I write tripe and no one will like it. I’m sure I’m not the only one who feels this way, but these are the first contests I’ve entered in 15 years, and I’m expecting the worst.

All I can hope for is that the judges love Vez and Sab as much as I do.

I shall report how it goes, when I hear back. (That won’t be for a few months.)

Fingers crossed!

Tags: Contest entry, Dread