Every time I have a recital, parents thank me and say what a good job I did, which always feels a little weird to me. Their kids did the work. Sure, I steered them, but they put in the time.
At the same time, I also feel really proud of them, which is also a little weird, because I didn't birth them. I don't have any (for lack of a better word) "ownership" in their person. So what right do I have to feel proud?
The same goes with blogging. When you visit someone's blog for awhile, you have nothing to do with their success, and yet you can't help but feel proud.
LOL ... maybe what I'm feeling is pride in my taste for blogging friends. *grins*
Anyway, remember that contest I talked about last week? Well, Mark Terry won! He's guest-blogged here before, and he just finished up a fantastic nine-part series on the hows, whats, and wherefores of freelance writing. And now he's won BookEnds mystery contest.
And now they're launching the "PARANORMAL ROMANCE/ROMANCE WITH FANTASY ELEMENTS/FANTASY WITH ROMANTIC ELEMENTS CONTEST."
Deadline is tomorrow morning at 9 am.
I'll have some better posts up this week. I've got the mother of all colds. Do colds make your brain turn to stupid slush, too? I feel like I've dropped forty IQ points, or something.