Monday, March 07, 2011

I wish we could stay here forever... and ever... and ever

Sometimes being driven slowly but inexorably mad really pays off. There's gold in those snowbanks, money in that unrelenting deep-freeze, reward in those walls that squeeze imperceptibly closer with each passing day.

At least there is if you happened to participate in the inaugural Cabin Fever Writing Contest over at Quilts Seam Just Right, like I did. Not to brag or anything, but I did take home second prize with my Shining-inspired poem. Okay, I guess I am bragging.

Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go see what's happening in room 237.

7 comments:

Allison said...

Hats off to you friend!

And thanks for the Shining visions before bed... :S

L said...

Congrats to you! May we both survive this tail end of winter. Oy.

Barbara Bruederlin said...

My work here is done then, Al. Hope you had engaging dreams...

If it really is the tail end, I will be overjoyed, Lesley. I keep fearing it's smack in the middle.

leazwell said...

You are shameless! However, I knew you would place. I actually learned about it the last day and started writing but felt it getting overworked and needed a night to sleep on so I punted.

Barbara Bruederlin said...

What a shame, Leazwell, I would have loved to read your take on the subject. I am pleased, though, that we are both being successful with our NaBloPoMo bids thus far. NaBloPoMo on!

John Mutford said...

Why is it that I think I check your blog daily and still manage to miss things? Somehow I missed your poem the first time around, and just about missed this post that pointed to it. Anyway, congrats! Well-deserved.

Barbara Bruederlin said...

That's because I purposefully post at different times every day, John, just to throw people off.