Every time I run a contest I have a great time reading fabulous entries from writers who have entered my contests before and being dazzled by new writers who are entering for the first time, visiting blogs I’ve been to many times and blogs I’m seeing for the first time, reconnecting with old friends and making new ones, and generally being blown away by the collective talent (and peer support) in the kid lit community.
It is SO MUCH FUN!
And everything is as lovely as lovely can be. . .
. . . right up until I have to choose the finalists!
Then, all of a sudden, I find myself saying, “Why? Why do I do this to myself?”
and, “Whose idea was this ANYWAY?!”
Because you are all creative geniuses, and your work is spectacular, but there are only 12 prizes.
So somehow the other judges…
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