Today the Bristol Short Story Anthology, arrived. I had been harrasing humble postal workers about it all week. When Andrew emailed to say it wasn’t in today’s post, I felt like chaff in the wind.
Inside the sack was a brown cardboard box.
My story is the first in the book (okay, so a little freaky). Then are all these other amazing stories. I’ve been reading some this evening. They are really I good! I don’t know how I won this thing?
But I did. There’s my story, at the front on the book and it has First Prize written above it.
The whole thing feels real, suddenly.