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Any contests I find, they want you to pay to enter it. Do I have enough confidence to pay? I do. But, the idea of paying.... it's not the money per se. It's just the idea of it. To me, the contest loses legitimacy when they make you pay. Unless of course they are giving you something for your money. Like a critique. Edits. Advice.
Lots of places have windows to submit. I need to check because I could be missing windows. I'll keep looking for the right spot.
What I am getting frustrated with a bit is, people think I'm trying to write spooky. Everyone I show this particular story to give me feedback like it's supposed to be a horror story. It isn't anywhere near a horror story. Not even close. I am not trying to write spooky. While this has a little element of unsettling in it, it is not a horror story. It's a farm girl story. Yes. A farm girl story. I love the humor. I love the visuals. I love the story. But everyone I let read it latches onto that one element because I read Stephen King. I am branded in so many ways because I read Stephen King. And no offense Stephen, but I'm getting a little sick and tired of that.
I can read and write and learn and enjoy in another language besides "horror." Why do people pigeonhole other people? What don't they want to see you differently?
Are you labeled the boy who hates jello salad at every family barbecue when it was just Aunt Kitty's jello salad you hated that one year?
Are you the girl who is forever known in your family as the spoiled kid, the snotty teenager -- even though you grew up to be the most generous and kind person?
Have any of you experienced being labeled as something -- and that doesn't always mean it's a bad label, just a label -- that you aren't?
Maybe I related it to real life horror? (Mine not yours) I dunno.. try me again, I've learned a lot since the old days, lived more... met nicer people.
looked at it like i was trying to write horror.
I guess I've been out of the loop, amigo, did you get a new gig? I hear ya about that armor you're talking about sir. All of my elementary, junior high and senior high, I was the overweight kid that the upper class assholes spent their time making fun of and beating the shit out of me, even when I tried to fight back. But, it was always 3 or 4 on 1 which didn't bode well for me. I remember teachers seeing my shirt all rumpled or the remnants of a bloody nose while I was sitting in their class and NONE of them them gave a damn, it was just accepted back then. So, what did that translate to? A hair trigger temper, and a skin so thick a diamond tipped drill couldn't scratch it but it sure as hell doesn't leave much room for a happy place, you catch my drift? Everyone walks a different path, but I can definitely identify with having issues to work out. I think I'll always be an asshole when it comes to someone confronting me or looking at me cross-eyed, but I've gotten better, with my wife's help, of not hating most people just on general principle......It's a long road back.....Stay strong amigo, best wishes to you and your family as always sir.
Please flick it through to me again? I want to do a re-read.
Also... f'k you Alzheimer's.
Hope I wasn't one of those who thought it was just horror, too, although I don't remember any of those details. Will gladly volunteer to read if you would like feedback.