Another Writers of the Future quarter, another honorable mention.
I got the news last night by e-mail. That makes five HMs in eight straight quarters of entering. Sometimes I look at that tally proudly because only the top 10 percent of stories each quarter earn the HM distinction. Sometimes I look at it and want to pull my hair out because, no matter what I do, I can't seem to break into the semi-finalist or finalist catagories.
And then, a couple of days ago, a Q&A was posted at the WotF forum with Kristine Kathryn Rusch, who was asked what a chronic HMer could do to move up to the next level. Her answer: You can't. She says once you're writing HM stories, you're good. You're just not to the presiding judge's taste. Which makes me wonder whether my writing style and Kathy Wentworth's tastes are simply, in a word, incompatible.
If that's the case, I will continue to enter ever quarter like clockwork. The benefits of winning are too good not to try, and one of these days, I might get lucky. Or I might pro-out first. You never know.