Last week, I had the wonderful (and terrifying) experience of having one of my short stories discussed on a podcast. I submitted the short story “IRL” to LadyLike Book Club‘s fiction contest, and it was chosen as one of three finalists! The three stories are up on their website, and voting is open to the public! (hint hint)
The winner will be announced at the end of the month, but as far as I’m concerned, I already feel like I won. It was so amazing to hear ladies I respect squealing over a story I wrote. The other two finalists wrote solid, great stories, and I’m a little starstruck to be in their midst. I feel so grateful and validated; even if I don’t win, I feel like I’ve really accomplished something. At the very least, I have proof that one of my stories resonated with readers, and that’s huge.
I usually don’t write Romance, so this story was a bit of a departure for me. These characters have been kicking around in my head (and my sketchbooks) since high school, and recently I’ve been planning ways to bring their story back to life. This contest was a perfect excuse to start reinventing their story.