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I am Best of 2006, No Really. Stop it. Really. C'mon.


Life is all about comfort zones. My writing is pushing me well outside of that, like this blog. Sure at times it is funny, sometimes not, but it is putting something out there that can be judged.

This is one of those the truth is stranger than fiction.

In the mail today I get this invite. It seems I've been selected to be one of 65 invited authors of letters to the editor at an awards reception. I am not sure I am honored, though there is free food.

There are thousands that write in, most of them to complain about something. Maybe mine was chosen because I wasn't complaining so much as offering a solution. Or maybe I just sounded more sane than the other whack jobs out there...sounded is the key word in that sentence.

It says mine was chosen do to its timeliness, writing style and a fresh viewpoint. If that isn't me, I don't know what is...

In my first (and only) letter to the editor, I get this. I wish I had won that lottery in Belgium instead...

Comments

Anonymous said…
Do you really eat hors d' oeuvres? That is French from something yucky, isn't it? We all know your feelings about anything French.

Noj nOj noJ
Anonymous said…
Chocalate CAKE chocalate Cake
EAT SO MUCH GET A TUMMY ACHE
The Big Melon said…
True on both accounts, I am no fan of the French and I do love choco cake.

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