After weeks of dramatic bellyaching on the topic, I finally got the judges' score sheets from the writing contest that I entered. It turns out that there were over two hundred submissions, and in the first round each was read by two members of the Chick Lit Writers of the World. (The second round readers were editors at various girlie publishers,
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Today marginal success in a writing contest, tomorrow the world! ::insert evil cackle::
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I'll definitely be taking some of the snarky judge's comments to heart as I work on revising this draft, even if she didn't see enough of the story to get the big picture. It's funny, though--a lot of the characters just can't change. It doesn't matter how together your mother actually is: if you're 17 years old and sitting in a hospital waiting for your best friend to die, you're going to think that everything she does is brilliant and assured and grownup, even if she's just as hysterical on the inside as you are. It's all about how Lydia is perceiving people, not about how they actually are. Egad. Especially with Nate.
But whatever. This whole process has been chock full of valuable experience :)
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And I guess you're right--continued creativity (at least for head cases like me) requires both cheerleading and whispered warnings of sad, pathetic failure. Lucky me. Just what I got ;)
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Oh, and congrats about the positive/negative feedback! I've read your stuff since I was in middle school (Crazy? I think so too.) and I personally think you are one of the most talent people I've come across. Good luck with Lived! :)
-Jillian
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