I love contests. I’ve played the lottery since I was 18. I’m still playing, because I NEVER win. I do enjoy the dreaming part though.
I’ve entered Mazie Baby in a few book awards since she was first published in May of 2014. But that feels less like chance, because I have some control. Not over the awards, that would be illegal. But control over the input. I know she’s a good product, the writing is tight, the story compelling. How do I know? Complete strangers have told me so.
To date, she has been bestowed with the following:
In addition, Mazie was nominated for a Books and Pals Readers’ Choice award (with 5 star review), and came in third overall and second in psychological fiction in the Bookhippo UK SpaSpa (Small Press and Self-Published Author) Awards. Up until yesterday, I didn’t think it could get any better.
Then it did. Mazie won the KINDLE BOOK AWARD for Horror/Suspense. Now, clearly she’s all about the suspense, though what she goes through is indeed horrific.
She was named a semi-finalist on September 1, same day she was awarded the bronze Readers Favorite medal. That was a great day. Then yesterday comes along. I checked my email at lunchtime. When I saw the email and clicked on the link to the winners, adrenaline flooded my veins and my heart relocated to my throat. I chanted “It’s okay if you didn’t win, it’s okay if you didn’t win,” while I rolled my mouse’s scroll wheel slower than I thought possible. And there was Mazie, first on the list. At the moment I discovered her there, a colleague came into my office. I couldn’t speak, just waved toward the screen. I think I scared her for a moment. But there it was. Winner. WINNER! Hooray!
For my efforts, I take home $350USD, and about $900USD in author resources and services. Yes, actual cash and prizes! In Canadian that’s like, a million or something. Seriously. October first has new meaning in my life.