There is something to that old adage of falling into the manure pile and coming out smelling like a rose. Well that's what happened to me this weekend. I am a new member of the Utah Romance Writers of America, just joined about three months ago. Well I tripped on down to Bountiful to the meetings, twice and came away the new Vice President, in a board of extemely wonderful women that I truly admire. So being the newbie that I am, I decided to enter the Heart of the West contest. I was flabbergasted to learn that my book, The Ghost was a finalist for the Golden Pen award. I have to admit that I'm new and had no idea what that really meant.
I'd just came back from the League of Utah Writers conference with a horrible review for my published novel, and not much better for the two stories I'd entered in their contest, one of them being, The Ghost. Anyway, so I went to the URWA conference expecting a fourth place. Not bad though if I truly thought about it. Imagine my surprise when I was flying over on my broomstick and fell into the awards ceremony and came out with the greatest Honor bestowed: The Golden Pen Award. I cried, hugged and cried some more. All I can say is a big thank-you to all the judges, and my career has recieve a needed boost. Once again my thanks goes out to all the fine writers in my critique groups and my dear friends, and of course the wonderful URWA. Thanks.