The Royal Palm Literary Award banquet was held last night. After a fabulous circus-themed dinner (without clowns, thank you very much), Kristin and I settled in to hear the winners.
They announced the category and started with third place and worked their up. They put the tag line (or the one line blurb) about the place winner on the screen, then flashed the title and author’s picture. When the Middle Grade Unpublished category came up, I was a nervous wreck! Third place wasn’t us. Second place wasn’t us. Kristin and I were gripping each other – she was convinced first place belonged to Kobi and me, but I was afraid we didn’t win anything. Then the next words flashed on the screen (or something like this):
When his entire herd is rounded up and sold off at auction Kobi finds himself thrown into a new world of humans and horse trailers. Figuring out his new life is one thing, proving that a wild caught mustang is as talented as a purebred horse is another. Will he overcome the prejudice in the show ring or will he prove that mustangs are nothing more than a rodeo spectacle?
As soon as my eyes hit the words “Kobi” and “mustang”, I nearly fainted – we won first place. I’ve always thought he had an amazing story and with the help of my village, his story is now an amazing (and award winning) manuscript. It’s an awesome feeling to have the validation.