Listen, people…it is impossible to pick just a handful of essays for this contest/drawing thing. I keep reading one, moving the email to the “Finalist” mailbox, then realizing I’ve been moving all of them to “Finalist” for the past forty minutes. Hmm.
Apples and oranges, that’s the thing…apples, oranges, mangoes, avocados, flowers and firecrackers. You can’t come up with sensible criteria to sort through a kitchen-table assortment this diverse. The only thing you can do is read carefully, as every sentence deserves, linger over the photos, and occasionally stare at the wall for a while and marvel at the strangeness of it, this invisible pattern of threads lacing all of us together. And then be glad you said you’d randomly select a winner, in the end.
Thanks to everyone who submitted an entry. I’m so grateful for the chance to see what the songs have been up to.