Greetings from Lalaland. The sun is shining, the sky is blue, there's not a cloud to spoil the view. But it's raining, readers, raining in my heart.
You'll remember (obviously since you're all such dedicated lovely readers) that last month I entered The Secret Seed Society's write a short story about a mung bean competition.
Well, I finally received an email in my inbox from Menka at the aforementioned SSS. Sadly, just like the email I received from Kenny at the Metro, it was a letter of rejection. Once again my creativity has gone unrewarded by the so-called powers that be.
Here's the email I received from Menka.
I have some news from the Secret Seed Society HQ. The good news is that finally, after going round, up and down with our judges, we have come to a decision on the Mung story writing competition. The bad news is, I'm afraid, yours was not the winning tale. Alas, there is always next time. Thank you for sharing your creativity and play, we really enjoyed reading your entry. We are developing a whole fantasy world, and so there will be new stories, but also music, games and animations.
We hope you will continue to join us in the adventure, and support more children to become Seed Agents, growing and eating their own organic vegetables. Yesterday I worked out each Seed Agent could be saving between 1-7 tonnes carbon per annum, while being more active outdoors and eating healthier and tastier food.
The sight of all these Californian babes is helping pick up my spirits (almost not as much as the lovely comments you guys left after my last post). But I'm feeling a little deflated nevertheless. It's a nice enough email note and very kind of Menka to go to the trouble of writing. In fact, as far as rejections go, I've had worse....Oh well, I guess I shouldn't give up on my writing just yet.
C'est la vie. Surf's up.