I Love The Mailman

My first authorial payment ever arrived in the mail today. I didn’t chew on it or roll around on it, but I did press my cheeks against it to mark it with my scent. My hexicle at work has two acceptance letters and an extremely nice — wonderful, even — email appreciating Apology (Hi, Jessi!). We are going on vacation today, and I have carefully planned what I am going to write, and how many times daily I will twist the ladybug.

It’s not obsessive. It’s not, really.

Crossposted from Epinephrine & Sophistry

2 thoughts on “I Love The Mailman”

    1. Not what it could have been, better than I’d expected, exhausting and revivifying and other diametrically opposed descriptors. An entry is forthcoming.

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