Patting Myself on the Back

I’m hoping this is an appropriate place to boast a bit about my accomplishments. Because some things are just hard to work into a normal conversation. The opportunity to say “That reminds me of the time I won a first place at the Arkansas Writers’ Conference,” just doesn’t come around that often.

So, I’ll say it here. RIP , Emma Lou Briggs,  one-act play by Dorothy Hatfield, won a first place at the Arkansas Writers’ Conference last weekend! The contest was sponsored by the Association of Senior Arts Programs. One requirement was it must deal with seniors’ issues.

An essay, When Shared, A Challenge Can be Fun, placed third in the Grand Conference Award contest. The requirements were to write an essay that “elaborates on a theme of a photo or drawing directly or indirectly … defend it’s legitimacy … make it stylishly entertaining, as though it were in a top-notch magazine.”  With those criteria, do you wonder that I regard that third place certificate much like I would a Pulitzer?  The picture, by the way, was from 1951, a group of family and friends installing a television antenna on top of our house in Denison, Texas.

But, more about that later. Stay tuned.