but Tea Obreht, the winner of this year’s Orange Prize for Fiction, is only 25. And having been 25, I know for a fact that 25 is very young. You don’t feel young when you’re 25 because you’re probably done with college and working a normal job and doing grown up things, but it is still pretty damn young. And when I was 25 I had not won any major prizes for fiction. Not unless you count that $500 scholarship in 1998 a major prize ,nd I do not, it was very nice and I was really pleased to have won it, but it was more minor than major.
So, yeah, 34 is not old, but it is nearly a decade older than 25 and I am feeling a bit like anunderacheiver at the moment. I want to write a book and win prizes too! And I want it to have happened 9 years ago. This, of course, is not an option which means I need to stop slacking and get on task. It’s not like there’s an age limit on these things and Tea Obreht’s good fortune doesn’t mean that I can not also succeed. I can succeed, I know that, but seriously, 25. That’s just ridiculous.