I had looked online to see when the holiday issue would be on newsstands. I counted the days down. I spent a ridiculous amount of time agonizing over everything that could go wrong. That’s my nature. I spent Monday watching the clock until I could drive around town looking for the magazine. I could not for the life of me concentrate on what people were saying to me. I could not drive fast enough. I learned that the variety store on my way home only sells Hustler and Bon Appetit. And why doesn’t Giant Tiger carry magazines at all? All of this confused me. I took a little detour and ended up running into Shoppers, found the issue, grabbed two copies sight unseen, paid, and drove equally fast home. By this time it was dark outside, and I was holding my breath. I threw down my bags, and opened the magazine, and then I saw it. A two-page spread no less. My first published craft. I was in awe.
I’m simply over-the-moon thrilled. There’s no other feeling like this.