I've just won the £1,000 first prize in a writing competition.
And the sun is shining.
It's an omen for a grand weekend I tell 'ee. I can feel a 5-0 thrashing coming tomorrow - let's just hope the team remember it is better to give than to receive.
*winner*
Just about writing in today's climate, I wrote three gig reviews for a well known music magazine and e-mailed them off. There was no payment offered or sought, but what pissed me off was the alterations they made to them before publishing them. I'm not illiterate by any means and can write to a good standard, and I hoped to capture my feelings for the gigs in question through my description. You can't change ANY of the wording in a piece without changing emphasis or emotion etc. IMHO.
It was the 20th Anniversary competition of a creative wiriting course. I had to say how joining it had affected my life - which it's fair to say it has.
To be honest I was expecting someone to win it with an essay along the lines of "My sister died when I was young and I just had my legs amputated whilst recovering from cancer. Only by joining this course have I got my life back on track..."
But it seems there weren't any such suitable entrants.