I love the RJ contest.
My last entry garnered some great e-mails. My new entry hasn’t really got a lot of feedback, but then yesterday I got a HUGE fan letter. The reader compared my heroine to Anita Blake (OMG!!!!). I never in a million years expected the comparison but it sure did make my day. I read the letter out loud to DH, but he totally missed the point. Laurell K. Hamilton and Dorothy Hamil are synonymous to him. He was a little surprised to hear I’d written a kick butt heroine. My poor dh has no idea. I think he likes it that way. 🙂
I’m reading Match Me if You Can. I almost didn’t buy it in hard back, but decided I couldn’t wait. I’m so glad I spent the $. It’s an amazing story. Definitely SEP at her best. I might like Heath as much as Bobby Tom and that’s high praise indeed!
My fabulous CP Karen Kelley brought new pages to critique today. They were burning hot. Before now I’ve felt Karen’s stories fit in Brava but would work as a regular Single Title romance. Not anymore. This new book is hotter than hot and hilarious. I can’t wait to see it on bookstore shelves.
I got my Golden Heart scores in the mail. They stunk.
And you know what? That’s okay.
I keep reading all these messages from people talking about how they ranked in the top quarter or bottom half and people are really upset about this and all I can think, is whoa people, save the rejection stings for real rejection.
I love the Golden Heart contest. It gives all the unpubs like me a chance to get their work out there, competing against thousands of other hopefuls. Those that final have the chance to get their entire manuscript in front of an editor. And lots of people sell those books. Attending the awards ceremony is fabulous. And every year I don’t enter I kick myself because I’ve given up any opportunity to be on that stage in that pretty dress saying thank you to my chapter (RRRW), my CPs (the Bad Girls Critique Group), and super cool authors Shelley Bradley and Sylvia McDaniels for their unwavering faith in my future success.
The only reason I enter is to final. So far I’ve been 100% unsuccessful.
But that’s okay.
When my scores came in, I cringed for exactly three seconds. And then I put them back in their envelope and put the envelope in the trash. It’s not that I don’t care about what other writers think about my work. It’s just that it really DOESN’T matter what other writers think about my work. Editors matter. One day, an agent will matter. MY CPs matter. Once I’m published, my readers will matter.
I hope that’s a healthy way to look at the GH.
It’s an opportunity like no other.
It’s an exciting contest with great value if you final. And it’s a BLAST to hang out on message boards the day the finalist calls go out. It hurts a little when you do’t get the call, but it’s just so amazing to read the stories of those who do get the call, it makes it okay.
The big thing is the GH is a contest. Some finalists don’t sell. The key to being published isn’t a contest. the key to publishing is writing. And then getting that work out there.
Just my opinion.