Great Expectations
Contests and awards are wonderful.
Americans love them and love winners, above all, from the Olympics to the
Pulitzer to The Voice. We love a winner, and that’s what we all want to be, a
winner.
Americans love them and love winners, above all, from the Olympics to the
Pulitzer to The Voice. We love a winner, and that’s what we all want to be, a
winner.
What happens when we come close?
What happens when we’re so good that we beat out hundreds of others to become
one of a handful of finalists, but we don’t win? I’ve been there a number of times
in my writing career, most notably when I was a finalist for a prestigious national
poetry award with a nice cash award that you had to be nominated for. I really
hoped I would win it, but that was not to be. Bummer! When I checked out the
work of the winner, however, I could see that, if that was the work that spoke
to that judge, there had never really been a chance for mine to win. It was
great poetry, but a very different type of poetry from mine.
What happens when we’re so good that we beat out hundreds of others to become
one of a handful of finalists, but we don’t win? I’ve been there a number of times
in my writing career, most notably when I was a finalist for a prestigious national
poetry award with a nice cash award that you had to be nominated for. I really
hoped I would win it, but that was not to be. Bummer! When I checked out the
work of the winner, however, I could see that, if that was the work that spoke
to that judge, there had never really been a chance for mine to win. It was
great poetry, but a very different type of poetry from mine.
I’m thinking about this today because
a dear writing-group friend of mine made it to the finals of a big national
award in two different genres, novella and essay. What an accomplishment! Our
whole writing group, which is tiny, celebrated with her and rooted for her to
win. She just received word that she hadn’t won in either category and is
crestfallen and depressed.
a dear writing-group friend of mine made it to the finals of a big national
award in two different genres, novella and essay. What an accomplishment! Our
whole writing group, which is tiny, celebrated with her and rooted for her to
win. She just received word that she hadn’t won in either category and is
crestfallen and depressed.
I’ve been on just about all the
sides of this issue. Not only have I been a finalist who’s not made it to
winner status (many times), I’ve been a winner (several times). I’ve also been
a screening judge (the ones who read through hundreds of manuscripts to send on
one or more finalists) and a final judge in these contests. And I’m telling my
friend—and you readers out there—that the real accomplishment is in making the
finals. The competition out there is fierce. Out of those hundreds of
manuscripts the screening judge must choose one (sometimes with a back-up of
another or two) to go on to the finals. I’ve seen many times that I wished I
could send more, but it wasn’t possible. So, every one of the finalists is
basically a winner. Each manuscript is usually worthy of winning the award in
its own right, but the final judge is only allowed to choose one. I’ve seen
judges really agonize and beg to name two winners or even three, because the
works are all of such high quality. In each case, they’re sent back to choose a
single one. It’s practically a coin toss at that point.
sides of this issue. Not only have I been a finalist who’s not made it to
winner status (many times), I’ve been a winner (several times). I’ve also been
a screening judge (the ones who read through hundreds of manuscripts to send on
one or more finalists) and a final judge in these contests. And I’m telling my
friend—and you readers out there—that the real accomplishment is in making the
finals. The competition out there is fierce. Out of those hundreds of
manuscripts the screening judge must choose one (sometimes with a back-up of
another or two) to go on to the finals. I’ve seen many times that I wished I
could send more, but it wasn’t possible. So, every one of the finalists is
basically a winner. Each manuscript is usually worthy of winning the award in
its own right, but the final judge is only allowed to choose one. I’ve seen
judges really agonize and beg to name two winners or even three, because the
works are all of such high quality. In each case, they’re sent back to choose a
single one. It’s practically a coin toss at that point.
My message to my friend and to
everyone who reads this who eventually winds up as a finalist for something is
this. Making the finals is the real victory. Believe this! Know it deep inside.
That way, if you don’t win that last coin toss, you won’t despair. And if you
do win, you won’t get a big head and start to think you’re better than everyone
else. You’ll know that there are four to nine others who could be in your place
if the coin had just fallen slightly differently. Either way, you’re a winner.
Congratulations!
everyone who reads this who eventually winds up as a finalist for something is
this. Making the finals is the real victory. Believe this! Know it deep inside.
That way, if you don’t win that last coin toss, you won’t despair. And if you
do win, you won’t get a big head and start to think you’re better than everyone
else. You’ll know that there are four to nine others who could be in your place
if the coin had just fallen slightly differently. Either way, you’re a winner.
Congratulations!
You're right Linda. Although every nominee at the Academy Awards always says "it's an honor just to be nominated," it's actually the truth. You're in very elite company just to have made it that far.
I'd add BRAVO to your friend who had the courage to enter the competition. It's hard to permit others to judge your work, whether it's in a competition or the marketplace. Believing in your book and risking rejection is always tough.
Thanks for the perspective of both sides of this equation.
Marian
Thanks, Marian. You're absolutely right about the way winners, Academy Awards or Agathas, tend to say,"it's an honor just to nominated." Because it is. That's the tough cut, the one where you went up against many, many others. If you become a finalist–and you continue writing and entering competitions/awards–you will eventually become a winner.
And yes, my friend is a fine, sensitive writer, so she deserves a big BRAVO for entering in the first place. i hope everyone out there reading this will have as much courage and go for their particular gold medals.
I couldn't agree more on the honor being in finaling. To be placed in a category alongside such accomplished peers is a reward all on its own.
You're so right, Laura. Sometimes I think we drink a little too much of the competition kool-aid. In the long run, our major competition always has to be with ourselves. Thanks!
And, let's not forget that there is also so much good, entertaining, solid, touching, moving work–across the spectrum of art forms–that doesn't make these arbitrarily set nominee lists. Wanna bet that the works that placed outside the "top five" nominee list, numbers 6-whatever, were amazing as well?
Awards and recognition are certainly fun and enjoyable, no doubt, but this competitive/pecking order notion of who or what is "the best" is sort of silly and you can't say it's the most important. How boring and unmotivated life would be if all we had were a limited set of "bests" from which to choose. We're all much better off with the big, wide, deep lake of sounds, images, and words to swim in! Being part of THAT is what is "the winner".
Absolutely, Vicky! Excellently stated. Thanks for stopping by.