…by such tiny margins does the WURLD of Literature spin… I woulda been, shoulda been, coulda been a Contenda, Mabel… and yet… another year has slipped on by and still Master Gallacher‘s name seems to have been omitted from the long, medium and short lists for the various publishing industry awards… the Man Booker Prize, fr’example… is there no Woman Booker Prize?… if it’s only for the male gender scribblers, well, there’s half of the writing population competition eliminated in one fell shot… in fairness, having done my usual meticulous research (all of six minutes poring through Wikipedia pages), it would appear that emb’dy under the age of 115 is unlikely to be included in the Nobel candidacy… that, marginally, reduces my chances… then there’s the phenomenon of having surnames with a scarcity of vowels in them…
…so, p’raps I should change my moniker by Deed Poll to Schmyzz Gyllschkr, and make my normal Scottish burr even more pronounced… they do say that ‘rolling yer ‘R’s’ has its attractions… and another thought occurs… many, many people whose literary output I do admire greatly have never won, viz: Charles Dickens… Cicero… the guy that used to write the stuff for the Desperate Dan pages in the Dandy and the Beano comics… that wee Rowling lassie… Β ergo, I’m in some exalted non-listed company right there… the fact also must be pointed out, that the Nobel thing-y is of Scandinavian origin… so if yeez don’t know yer Aarhus from yer Olso, there’s another stumbling block… and arguably the most powerful barrier is that I belong to that special set of penspersons – self-publishing authors – the seemingly modern literary embodiment of the ‘untouchables’... however, hope springs eternal… 2016’s winner was the legendary Bob Dylan, who has taught us that ‘the times they are a-changing’… so, I’ll keep my dress kilt regalia at the ready with the economy ticket to Stockholm reserved for next year’s Awards… see yeez later… LUV YEEZ!
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Change your name to Sir Oswald Fitzherbert-Monk and see what happens. After all mate, if the establishment think you are a toff, they will take notice. π
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…more great advice ! π
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you coulda’ and you shoulda’, i’m sure you woulda’ won –
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…LUV IT, m’Lady! π
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Hopefully Bob Dylan was the crack in the dam … but, not holding my breffs. π
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… π π π
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Seumas I’ll nominate you for the Pulitzer next ear howz that? Oh, and the Nobel one as well π
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…that’ll do nicely, m’Lady π mwaah π
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I’d say you have a better chance than many, Seumas. But as you say you’re in excellent company. π — Suzanne
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… π π π
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