It’s me, Selma…
I’ve been stumbling and choking as I try to chew everything that’s on my plate right now. I have tons of work, namely reading and writing to do, and sleeping, which up until now had been my favorite thing to indulge in, has become an abhorrent chore. Well, perhaps abhorrent is too exaggerated a word for my little life, but for today, I’ll let it remain as is.
I don’t want to sleep. I just want to read read read. Ah, if only.
I’ve been so negligent to you, my readers. I apologize. So today I want to make up for it, of sorts. If you’re like me, (a story lover) you’ll like this. Here’s a long list of stories entered into a writing contest I participated in. Click on the link and read about all the hype. (This is also the easy “VOTING” page. Just click on the green bar).
My little contest piece is entitled Breathe.Breathe.Breathe. by Selma Writes. You’ll find it at the bottom of the alphabetical list. I’d be honored if you’d read it. And in my world, this is something to brag about: my story and all the stories in this list have already been published by the literary magazine Short Fiction Break. Yay! How cool is that?
In the spirit of total disclosure, I want to tell you that I’m vying for the title of Writer’s Choice Award to which anyone can cast a vote for. A vote for MY story would be a dream come true for me. I thank you sincerely. Voting closes this week, on Tuesday (I believe). My lack of sleep has me in a zombie state *sigh* so, please honor me with a vote and I promise I’ll go get me some sleep…
Thank you, thank you, thank you.