No, not the Amazon Breakthrough Novel Contest.  I’m optimistic, not crazy.   Thanks to the lovely Amanda Plavich for the heads up, I’ve entered a contest at Nathan Bransford’s blog.  It’s for a book but I was more interested in the writing aspect of the contest.  To enter you needed to write a diary entry or a letter from the point of view of a teenager (as the book being given away is written in that format).  So I cooked something up and posted it for my entry.  Apparently I channeled my inner emo.  Here it is -

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omg whatd i do
he just wouldnt stop yelling
i told him to stop yelling
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i didnt need the combination
it was already open
his locker stunk
like him
he
he took her from me
he knew i liked her
she liked me
howd he get her
it was so easy
there was red everywhere
in my eyes
twerp was little enough
he fit right in
he cant have her
he has 372372372372372372372
did i wipe the corner
SHIT
maybe no onell notice
but she will
she notices everything
everything
wtf did i do
its all red
everythings red
she notices everything
SHIT