I am not Thorn. I just don’t have his crazy storage of puns. But I am glad to say that I saw him yesterday at the book launch party (photos coming soon). He surprised the heck out of me when showed up, not quite walking his most cavalier way, in a Raw Man t-shirt and olive cargo pants.
His smile went all the way up to his hair when I screamed, “Oh my God!” and ran to him. So glad I was wearing flat shoes.
He told me I wasn’t allowed to look inside the envelope at the winner until I announced it, and he wasn’t feeling well enough to stay for that portion. He came to the book launch party to escape a fire in Moscow, and found one burning bright in Vista. He’s traveling now, so he said I could post the winner!!!
Teeheehee… naw, let me behave.
And so, if you haven’t seen the image, here’s our raised glass and merman flippers to Mike Stang, for his final entry The Coming.
From the towers, I sign off (like my hand didn’t get tired enough signing book copies at the party) and say a personal congratulations to Mike Stang, who is one of the reasons I published my book in the first place. Mike, it’s in part your fault. I am honored to give you this congratulation. Your writing has made me want to work harder, get more honest, and share more openly (calm down Thorn). You made the final round and your piece was up against some amazing submissions. Still, you won. KUDOS!
Thank you for all participants of the Beneath the Surface Contest, and stay tuned for further hijinks to enjoy.