A First

Now I know what it is like to hold a check made out to me for something I have written. Incredible. I am a published, and paid, author. It might be just one little poem, and a very small check, but...I did it!

This is making it harder to "wait" until a better "season" for me to get serious about writing again. Success is a heady thing. At least I know that sometime in the foreseeable future, there is another poem coming out in another issue...and another pay check.

And now I get to spend the first income I have ever made doing something I like. I'm gonna blow it on completely ridiculous and useless things -- like stamps or dies for my cuttlebug. Yipee!