By Michael Seese
In a previous column or perhaps even two, I expressed optimism that good things were just around the corner. On a micro level, I was correct: I learned that a short story or poem would be published. But the "big" victory -- getting an agent, and then getting published -- didn't materialize. It still hasn't but...
In my last post, I mentioned that I entered another of agent Janet Reid's 100-word flash fiction contests. My entry was titled "A Lifetime Ago."
And I won!
What I won is a copy of Ratlines by Stuart Neville.
Ireland 1963. As the Irish people prepare to welcome President John F. Kennedy to the land of his ancestors, a German national is murdered in a seaside guesthouse. Lieutenant Albert Ryan, Directorate of Intelligence, is ordered to investigate. The German is the third foreigner to die within a few days, and Minister for Justice Charles Haughey wants the killing to end lest a shameful secret be exposed: the dead men were all Nazis granted asylum by the Irish government in the years following World War II. A note from the killers is found on the dead German's corpse, addressed to Colonel Otto Skorzeny, Hitler's favorite commando, once called the most dangerous man in Europe. The note simply says: "We are coming for you." As Albert Ryan digs deeper into the case he discovers a network of former Nazis and collaborators
That is wonderful, of course. And I look forward to reading it. But, more thrilling to me were some of the comments posted by Janet's followers in response to the blog which named the seven finalists.
- "They're all good, but the last one [that was mine] just knocks it out of the park."
- "The last one. Yes. Can we vote? But I guess I already did."
- "Excellent! Michael's was my choice too. :) Congratulations, Michael. Well deserved."
Even Janet herself added a comment to the previous blog post.
I wrote back to say I was humbled by their kind words.
And how did we celebrate? We had dinner, gave the kids baths, watched Cars 2 with them, and then we finished The Dark Knight Rises.
We know how to live!
So, perhaps this is the first step toward the "big victory." Of course, I have now jinxed myself. But nonetheless, let's keep hoping for good things in this space.