There’s a long-running writing contest called Writers of the Future. I’ve told myself that I would enter for 25 years, and last fall, thanks to incessant prodding encouragement from my friend Charles Anderson, I finally did.
Last week, my wife called and said I had received a manila envelope in the mail. It contained a WotF Honorable Mention certificate, along with a brief complimentary note from the contest coordinator. I’ve been told that because there are so many entrants, getting an Honorable Mention is quite an accomplishment.
I’m in good company, though. My friend Charles Anderson? He got one, too.
I was given two free tickets to the Rockies/Expos game at Coors Field today, which the Rockies won 8-6. Helton played very well, hitting a homer and making a couple of clutch defensive plays. My son and I pigged out on Rockie Dogs with kraut, nachos, pizza, and sodas. I figure I gained about 5 pounds in exchange for my monetary sacrifice to the gods of concession.
With the looming strike, that’s likely to be our last game this year. We have September tickets for a fireworks game against my second favorite team, the World Champion Arizona Diamondbacks, but we will probably have to take them in for a refund.
I got notification today that my friend Chuck Anderson, a Denver writer and school teacher, has published a story at Grim Opus. Congratulations, Chuck! You’re an inspiration to us all. (Well, to me, anyway.)