I woke up this morning grouchy, tired, and in dire need of coffee. As I do every morning, the first thing I did was reach for my phone to see what email I might have gotten overnight and to scroll through tweets I missed. It’s a slow, decent way to wake up, in my opinion, especially with a cup of coffee in my hand and my pillow behind my back.
This morning I was blown away, humbled, and actually in tears over what was said about my story The Measure of a Man, on the Perv Pack’s Smut Shack’s Blog. With each review I read, I was so happy to see that the messages I hoped people to garner were actually received.
As I work on getting my original fiction readied for submission, I keep thinking that I will never experience the support in the published world that I get in the fan fiction world. I doubt I will ever wake up like I did today, grouchy as hell, but ending up with a smile on my face before my first cup of coffee was even finished.