I'm Still Not an Expert

But I am a published author.

Yesterday I received my copies of the inauguaral issue of ""Unbound Press". Both Amy and Charlie had been emailing to see if it had arrived yet and I was starting to get anxious. But arrive it did, in a driving rain storm.

I took it into the kitchen and sat at my desk. I opened it carefully. I held it in my hands for a minute, just looking at it and then turned it over. There was the list of contributors. There, right at the bottom (alphabetical order, don'tcha know) was my name. My name. In print. I opened it up and started looking, leafing through the photographs and poetry and writing of others. I'll get to them later. And there it was, on page 159. My essay.

It's a slim enough volume but it has weight. It has, more specifically, the heft of accomplishment. I wrote something and someone else thought it was good enough to commit to print. I told Charlie that now I was going to be insufferable. (That's apparently my new favorite word). But really what it makes me feel is humbled. And really, really inspired.

Amy, S1 and Charlie did a rocking good job on this first issue. They hope to do more but these labors of love need capital. Please go check out the website and order a copy. (And no, I'm not being paid to say that).