Tuesday, November 12, 2013

And the Medal Goes to…

Medals are funny things.

I know, I know. You’re thinking medals can be many things: heavy, beautiful, or pointless. But funny?

Today they struck me as funny. I read that between 1928 and 1948 twelve Olympic medals were awarded for… Town Planning. I need to investigate that one. Did they run a race?


Maybe I’m a bit giddy because my novel for middle grades recently won a medal. No, not the Nobel or the Newbery. Here it is:
A Moonbeam Bronze medal is lovely. You can see my book, THE VOICE OF THUNDER, beaming back at it, can’t you?

Actually, the book doesn't care, and I can’t see its author walking around wearing a medal. It didn't make a good book better, nor is it likely to improve sales. But the day I got the notice was a nice day.

Bet those town planners liked getting theirs, too. I hope they thought it was a wee bit funny, too. If we can’t laugh at the way we make and give value, we’ll take ourselves entirely too seriously.

14 comments:

  1. Congrats! I'm sure your book is proud. Have you asked it? ;)

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  2. There might be no rhyme or reason, there might not be a great impact, but I'd be delighted with a medal that says moonbeam ... Congratulations!!!

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  3. Woo! Congratulations! I think it's great that your book got a medal. :)

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  4. Hooray! It's a lovely medal. Hope you and the book wear it proudly. =)

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  5. I think it's wonderful and very well-deserved.

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  6. Love the name of the award, Mirka. Congratulations! So glad your work was recognized in this way =)

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  7. Congratulations, Mirka! That is wonderful news!!!

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