And the winners are–

Bob Newhart has selected the Winners of the 2008 Robert Benchley Society Award for Humor.

FIRST PLACE Madeleine Begun Kane of Bayside, NY, for GUIDE FOR THE OPERA IMPAIRED;
FOURTH PLACE Shalanna (Denise G.) Weeks of Richardson, TX, for HOW TO START YOUR OWN BAND. *this is me*

Fourth place out of ten finalists isn’t anything to write home about, but at least I didn’t completely escape mention. I’ll be looking forward to getting the judges’ comments in writing later on this week.

So I won’t be going to New York in October for the annual banquet and awards presentation, as I would’ve had to be in the top two to consider that. (Fourth place doesn’t win you any money or a plaque, and that trip would cost a lot of money and time.) In a way, it’s a relief, as I won’t have to coordinate the travel and dog-sitting, and Hubby won’t have to stir out of his easy chair. Maybe it’s for the best, as we really wanted to go to California this fall. Probably won’t do a dang thing except sit on the front porch and watch the world passing us by, but I’d rather hit Carmel/Monterey and whatever’s left of Big Sur than New York, given the choice.

I won’t say I’m not disappointed. I always get all delusional about these kinds of things as deadlines approach. Still, even if they didn’t think mine was the funniest, I contend that mine is the most Benchleyesque. None of the others even used the word “goodly,” and they had hardly any parenthetical asides. *hmph* Newhart probably got stuck and let Don Rickles rank us, anyway. *GRIN* (They’re said to be best friends, freaky as that sounds.) HOWEVER, all ten of the finalists’ entries are funny. You should go read ’em, if you haven’t already!

This keyboard seems to be dying . . . when I scroll, it keeps going to the bottom or top of the window, and now it’s repeatinnnnnnnng letttttttters. Uh-oh *


Author: shalanna

Shalanna: rhymes with "Madonna" and "I wanna," and is not a soundalike with "Hosanna" or "Sha-Na-Na." Aging hippie with long hair, husband, elderly mother, and yappy Pomeranian. I've been writing since I could hold a crayon. I started with fiction, which Mama said was "lying." “Don’t tell stories,” she would admonish, in Southern vernacular. “That's all in your imagination!” When grownups said this, they were not approving. So, shamed, I stopped telling stories for a few years--rather, I stopped letting anyone read them. I'm married to a fellow computer nerd who doesn't really like hearing about writing, but who reads sf/fantasy and understands the creative drive. I'm actually a nonconformist/hippie still wearing bluejeans and drop earrings and the Alice-in-Wonderland hair with headbands and sandals. Favorite flavor is chocolate/orange, favorite color is either Dreamsicle orange (cantaloupe) or bubble-gum pink, favorite musical is either Bye Bye Birdie, Rocky Horror, or The Producers . . . wait, I also love The Music Man. Is this getting way too specific and irrelevant yet? Obvious why I don't sell a ton of flash fiction, isn't it? To define oneself, I always say, it is good to make a list. How about a booklist? Harper Lee, To Kill a Mockingbird Frank and Ernestine Gilbreth, Cheaper by the Dozen C.S.Lewis, The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe (all the Narnia books) J.R.R.Tolkien,The Hobbit/LORD OF THE RINGS trilogy Gail Godwin, The Odd Woman F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby J. D. Salinger, Catcher in the Rye (before dismissing it, actually read it) George Orwell, 1984 Kurt Vonnegut, Cat's Cradle Donna Tartt, The Secret History Mark Twain, The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn James Allen, As A Man Thinketh Mark Winegardner, Elvis Presley Boulevard James Thurber, My Life and Hard Times The Wizard of Oz, L. Frank Baum Winnie-the-Pooh/House at Pooh Corner, A. A. Milne Peter Pan, J. M. Barrie The KJV and NIV Bible (each translation has its glories)

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