I have news! Great news!
I came home to find a big, fat envelope, white with red stripes. Inside was my story, and also a hand-written letter from K.D. I had trouble reading it, but there was something in there about how my story was almost
guaranteed a win. She included a a printed copy of my story, along with her hand-written critique. She really liked the whole spaceship crash sequence, and she loved
the tense search at the car wash. I didn't remember the car wash scene, but she loved it! Strange, though, how she hand-wrote everything. And stranger still: her hand-writing looked a lot like mine...
And then I noticed the envelope was even fatter! Inside were also printed copies of all my previous entries! And hand-written critiques for those!
And then I woke up, and I realized it was all a very vivid dream. It never happened.
Except... Wait! There on the bed next to me was the big, fat, white-and-red envelope. This time it said they had already decided, and that I had taken second place!
And then I woke up. Still a dream.
So then why was that white-and-red envelope on the dresser?
And then I woke up. And this time, the only papers I saw were a big pile of unfinished tax forms. Reality asserts itself. Grrr...
But now I have an idea for a story of an alien spaceship crashing on Earth. I think the tense climax scene involves a battle at a car wash...The stories I could tell you...
The stories I could tell you...
Other worlds from award-winning author Martin L. Shoemaker
WRITE! WRITE! WRITE! WRITE! WRITE!
SUBMIT! SUBMIT! SUBMIT! SUBMIT! SUBMIT!
REPEAT! REPEAT! REPEAT! REPEAT! REPEAT!
Patience. Patience. Patience. Patience. Patience.