Poetry Publishing

One Impossible Thing Is Coming True-Five More To Go

So, I did a something about a month ago. I entered a poem into a big contest. Not one of those for-kicks-and-grins kind of contests, this one has a $2000 grand prize. I didn’t tell anyone about it. Honestly, I didn’t think it was that big of a deal and there was a wait period of about two weeks before I would know if my poem had been accepted. It was an electronic submission which then automatically setup a profile for me on the website. So, I filled out the profile info and then uploaded a few poems. And then I left it alone and forgot about it.

Things have been going slowly downhill for me. Life is getting to a point where I feel as if giving up might be my best option. I’ve thought about waving my white flag to the universe and surrendering to its forces. Not that I actually ever do give up. My inherent nature is to never quite give in. To quote Alexandre Dumas: “Do your worst, for I shall do mine.” That might as well be my motto though I really never do my worst, only my best. Still, I think you get the point.

So, when I say that I have come closer to giving up recently than ever…believe me. I am taking a huge beating lately. I’ve needed something to give me hope and lighten the weight I am carrying. That’s why when I checked the mail yesterday and found a letter from a publishing company I didn’t recognize I really didn’t think much of it. I thought it was simply another magazine company wanting my business. That is, until I noticed that above my name in the address window there was an specific comment. It was a poet ID number. It said that actually. It made me stop and wonder why I had one. And then I opened it and read the letter.

Fellow Lunatics, Yours Truly is a semifinalist in the contest I entered a month ago! Get this. Not for the poem I actually entered into the contest but for Beyond the Fog which is one of the ones I’d uploaded on my profile for the site. Someone apparently read it and felt it was appropriate for the theme for the anthology they publish twice a year, and as such they felt it was worth entering into their contest. They sent me the official entry form and I filled it out and put it into the post last night. I was beside myself with joy. I’m still a bit gobsmacked.

The contest runs from July to December so I won’t know anything until probably next year. The letter I received stated that within the next month I should receive my Author’s Proof of my poem. I’m supposed to check it over, make changes, sign it and return it. Not all semifinalists are published but about 60-70% are so they still have to have everyone check an Author’s Proof. Still, this is exciting. It would be incredible to see my name in print in an actual book of poetry among other poets. It’s like the universe declaring “Jesi, thy name is poet!”


And the thought that keeps running through my head is “I wish I could show this to Mrs. Humphries”, the teacher responsible for inspiring and encouraging me to write poetry. Although, I have no idea if she’d remember that shy little girl.

Keep dreaming, my friends. The ones that are meant to be do come true.

xo Jesi

Jesi Kay
Jesi Kay, poet and aspiring novelist, was born in the Texas panhandle where wide skies, lazy summer days, and rolling thunderstorms sparked her imagination and left lasting memories in her blood. An early reader, poetry and mythology were her passions. So much so that when she was ten years old her step-father gave her his college mythology textbooks to read, which were full of classic poetry and more than enough tales to fill her romantic and inquisitive nature. Jesi loves reading, art, going to the theater, the romanticism of the Victorian era (but not the missing conveniences of indoor plumbing and central air conditioning), running when the heat and humidity cooperate, and cold weather so she can wear her favorite boots and knitwear. Also, she still has those college mythology textbooks, a little worse for wear over time but still intact and telling their stories to her. Jesi is a contributor at The Well Tempered Bards blog and at www.octpowrimo.com.

12 Replies to “One Impossible Thing Is Coming True-Five More To Go

  1. Oh Jesi! Sorry about the pounding. I’ve been getting on myself, to some extent. Luckily, I’ve got enough support to help me through it.

    I’m extatic for you though! My friend Jesi is a poet. I’ve always known it though 🙂

    Sending good vibes your way!

      1. I have hope that the end of the tunnel is near. I am lucky to have love to help me through it. Some things I got to realise too. I really have no need for hate, there is always a silver lining, and karma will take care of all that needs to be taken care of. I’ve got to keep hoping at least. Wouldn’t mind a vacation, but… It’ll have to wait 🙂

  2. So SO proud of you, and so thrilled to pieces that your piece got picked! HOORAY for taking chances and for life delivering a wellspring of hope just when needed.

    I hope you don’t give up, and I hope life keeps delivering. Keep sending your ships out there, and one day your boat will come in <3

    1. Thank you! Right now I need a whole ship to come in but I’ll settle for this until it does. Still, keep your fingers, toes, eyes, and everything else crossed for me. I’m fighting against an incredibly strong current right and I need all the support I can get.

      1. I’m keeping EVERYTHING crossed for you, Pinky, and I hope that miracles happen for you. So sorry it’s such an uphill battle at the moment *HUGS*

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