Alright. I admit it. I’m the hare, not the tortoise. I don’t always look before I leap and am not generally the least bit tentative in putting myself out there. I can’t help it. I get excited. And impatient.
So, it is my own fault. I misunderstood a couple vital details in the Dorchester Next Best Celler Contest. One, I marked my entry as complete, thinking, yes, by golly, it is a completed manuscript. Not what they meant. They mean, has it’s little run completed. As in, is this a new item to subscribe to or an old, completed one. Well, at least I was able to change that little detail. Next, proactive little bee that I am, I entered all my chapters up front. Then I found out that this is not recommended. Again, the subscriber thing. To remedy, I’m adding more than the minimum required chapters, one at a time over the remaining contest days. Then there’s the blurb. I thought I had only 100 characters in which to hook a reader with my brilliant quip. Not at all. It’s a hundred minimum. Again, fixed, elaborated, hopefully more hooking.
The thing is, better late than never, except had I a few mommy brain cells left and more sleep (excuses, excuses), I’d have more thoroughly understood how the thing works.
Another lesson learned.
In other news, I’m digging the latest Weezer release. I’m a huge fan!