My entry in the contest that I earned a top 5 spot in is featured today on http://the-new-author.blogspot.com/. I hope you will read it and let me know what you think. The blog members will vote on the stories soon. Keep your fingers crossed.
The last time I was a finalist was in 1971 at the Miss Walla Walla pagent! Now, it’s for a much better contest. Not really very significant for anyone else, but an important marker for me. There is a blog called The New Author that recently held a writing contest. I have placed in the top 5 for short stories and will be voted on for the #1 spot soon.
Im humbled and excited that a story of mine caught someone’s attention – especially since it was a true story about my grandmother. It is a story that is near and dear me. I hope you will look at the blog. Im not sure, but I think the site will make it available to read soon. I will keep you all posted.
Nice to have some good news.
I had an intense experience today. I am playing Jesus’ mother Mary in the Easter production at our church. We have been practicing for several weeks but today was different. The young man that plays Jesus was in full costume and makeup. It takes 2 hours to do his makeup and today I saw why. The story starts with the miracles of Jesus and then moves to his arrest, trial, and crusifixion. For the first time I was up close to Jesus made up in his blood stained body, cuts and bruises. The make up looked so real that it startled me. I had a hard time looking at it but the scene called for me to be at the foot of the cross during the crusifixion. Our Jesus actor puts his whole heart and soul into the part and that also added to the intensity of the scene.
Some may not believe that Jesus was the Son of God. For those of us who do, the reality of the way He died is painful, the reason for his death is sobering, the result of his death is liberating. The startling realness of what I experienced today was no where near what those who were actually at the cross experienced. The violent death of Jesus was a sight I would never have been able to witness.
This Easter season will come and go. But I dont think I will ever look at it the same way again.