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Completely gratuitous picture of Annabelle.

(Thank you to Donna, who played with my photo of Annabelle to create this fun lamb-in-the-sky version.)
Yesterday, I did not win an award. However, I did win, in fact, we won, six weeks ago when this blog was named a finalist for Best-Kept Secret in the 2009 Bloggies, when a little blog about a little farm in (of all places) West Virginia made it to the stage where such blogs are usually overlooked.
The first time I had a manuscript make it past the first-round editor and up to a senior editor for consideration to publish, that book was ultimately rejected. I didn’t know at the time that soon enough I would sell over two dozen books. At the time, I thought that might be the highlight of my career. I almost sold a book! I told my (then) husband, “We have to celebrate!” I insisted he take me out to eat and I drank wine and we toasted the peak of my literary career.
I don’t know if I’ll ever win a Bloggie. This might be the peak of my blogging career. There were probably a lot of high-powered people in internet-land scratching their heads at the finalist list six weeks ago, wondering how the heck this blog got there, but I know. You made it happen. You let me be a voice on that stage for all the real blogs about real people and real farms, people with no money and no connections, just heart and hard work, and dirty work at that. Thank you soooo much! Scratch their heads they might, but we were noticed. Congratulations to all the blogs that did win yesterday–and congrats to us, because we won, too. Look what we did.
Let’s celebrate! (Who wants to take me out to dinner?)
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