Tuesday, June 2, 2015 / by Kaitlyn Lamb

I began my workday at my day job the same way I began most days: by checking my e-mail to see what’d happened since I left the office the night before.  But when I read a message from Elizabeth Hastings and Michael White of the Fairfield University MFA Program (FUMFA), informing me that I’d been selected as one of the five finalists for the book prize, I was so excited I flitted around the office, going from cubicle to cubicle, telling everyone the good news.  Then I called Chris (my husband) and my mother, my two biggest fans, and told them, too.

A few minutes later, though, as I sat at my desk with a huge, goofy grin on my face, a thought occurred to me: I had no idea which of my manuscripts had been selected.  I pulled up the e-mail from Elizabeth and Michael and verified that it didn’t specify.  So, I had another dilemma…  Should I contact the contest organizers and ask them which novel was in contention for the prize or should I just wait to see what happened.  If one of my novels did win—a long shot, at best—they’d certainly tell me which one it was.  And if I didn’t win, I could ask the question then.  (I’m usually not a superstitious person, but I felt like calling or e-mailing the prize folks might jinx my chances somehow.)  So I didn’t call, but just said a few more prayers.

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