In about 26 minutes (a little less now that I’ve started working on this post) I’ll be 26. It’s been a crazy year with more successes and setbacks and self-doubt and satisfaction than I have any right to. 25 will be the year that I first made money of my writing and made myself get serious about putting out stories.
Hopefully 26 will be as full of random encounters and unexpected adventures.
Thanks for reading, and if I might indulge myself for a moment, happy fucking birthday to me.
And then you said you were terrified? Lotsa feelings here. WHat to do with them? Make good art.
Man, I’m going to get “Make Good Art” branded on my forehead.
Ooo! I’d have thought you’d pick another body part. And maybe your readers would want to come watch. 🙂
Ha ha ha. Should I hold a poll? Anything to please the readers… 😛