So, I am *not* a Nicholl Fellowship winner this year. It's official-- Greg Beal called and delivered the news with typical grace and diplomacy.
Somewhere out there are five (or maybe 6-- partners screw up the headcount) writers now bouncing off the walls at having received the coolest news they're likely going to get for a week or three.
Congrats to them all.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a cat to kick....
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B
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9 comments:
aw.
Sorry, B. Just remember, while they slave away on their Nicholl scripts, you'll be negotiating your third writing assignment in a year while sipping margaritas by the pool.
You bastard.
Nuts to them! They don't know from nothing.
I take back all of the nasty things I've been thinking about you. Or most of them, anyway.
Drat.
You are hereby tagged with a meme posted on my blog. Get on it.
Somehow, I suspect you'll sell enough to render yourself inelidgable by the time it comes around again...
Maybe not...but! Perhaps you'll land some representation from it all anyway.
Congrats on making it so far! And you'll be going much farther, no doubt...
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