wouldn't it be nice?

Of the twenty-four plays selected, mine was not one of them. That's right, kiddies. There will be no NYC production for my stuff, at least not by this company. I was worked up about this one because they have a space in Times Square and it all would have been so perfect, you know? One of the playwrights even had two of their plays selected. I would be jealous, but there's no point. Will jealousy somehow improve my writing? Nothing to do but soldier on, but wouldn't it be nice if- just once- my name came up on the winner's side of a playwriting contest? Just once.