Anyone can win it. Especially me.
The first round of LDM is competitive literature on stage, the second round is usually some kind of party game that they pretend is about literature--but is actually about charades, or dancing, or throwing something at something else. I am always up for competitive literature, but have spent my life avoiding party games. Except for whack the piñata. Oh man, I love me some piñata.
After I won, they gave me a very fancy medal to wear and we stayed out late talking about what makes good literature, great European cities, and a strong marriage.
"It says you won."
"I know," I said, "do you think it's real?"
We sized each other up. I feared that I would be the only reader without a gimmick, a musical instrument, a schtick.