"It's Not Whether You Win Or Lose...."

This past weekend I attended the Georgia Author of the Year Awards sponsored by the Georgia Writers Association. My book HALFWAY HOME was nominated in the category of "Memoir." Now to have a book nominated is an honor, at least until you look at the fact that any book can be self nominated or nominated by your publisher. As long as the entry fee is paid you too can be a nominee.

But why quibble, my book was nominated and this required me to drive to Atlanta for a reception, followed by a dinner, followed by an awards ceremony. All of this was held at the Georgia Tech Campus, and was quickly located by my agile mind and dear old Mapquest. 

At the reception all of the nominees and their spouses or significant others mingled and chatted each other up. I found a spot and propped my body on a large chair in which a gentleman was seated carrying on a conversation. I didn't realize how much I was leaning on the chair until this man arose to greet someone and the chair toppled over sending me falling to the floor. I immediately sprang to my feet, with amazing grace for someone who is "halfway home."

Thinking perhaps no one had noticed, I quickly resumed my conversation with Patti Chandler Henry, author and fellow nominee for LOSING THE MOON. That was when I heard someone yell out, "No more drinks for him!"

While at the reception I went looking for a program for the night's events. I found a stack of them but was told I could not have one since I was not attending the dinner. The dinner cost forty dollars per person and I really don't like chicken that much so I opted to meet friends and take my meal elsewhere. I did return for the Awards presentation but I didn't have a program. They wouldn't give me one.

When the ceremony started mine was the first category announced. Actually my name and book cover were the first to be seen on the big screen they had in the auditorium. As I heard the nominees being listed I wondered if I could win over BLEACHY HAIRED HONKY BITCH by Hollis Gillespie, or BOOBS which is a collection of stories by breast cancer survivors. 

In fact I lost to a book titled SURRENDERED CHILD by Karen McElmurray. She seemed nice enough, and I am sure she wrote a good book. Still I wanted to win. I didn't think I really cared whether I won or not until that moment came of announcing the winner. Then I wanted it, wanted it, wanted it!

I consoled myself with the fact that the judge probably just didn't appreciate the melancholy voice with which I had filled my book. My book was not full of surrendered children but rather sweet days about growing up in the small town South.

Who are these people who failed to recognize my book as the best! Probably illiterate know-nothings. And I will continue to think that way until I win - and then they will be the smartest, most intelligent people on the planet.

 

 

 

 

 

©2005 Jackie K. Cooper

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