Oh, Fraptious Day!
Initializing frantic Futterwacken sequence; stay clear of flailing limbs!
When I was a wee bitty basket case, my school counselor had me fill out
one of those banal little questionnaires that they insist is important.
You know the one I mean: The one where they ask you what kinds of
things you like, what you want to do with your life, what the voices in
your head tell you, why do you set fires, that kind of thing. Anyway, in
that very questionnaire, where it asked me what I want to be when I
grow up, I answered the following:
1) I want to be a
world-famous martial artist (didn't pan out; extended stints in asylums
tend to disrupt any plans for serious training, and my psychiatrists
were dead set against anything that would lend to my aggression).
2)
I want to be a crash-test dummy (Hey, I had no idea they weren't
real! I didn't know anything about special effects, all I knew was these
dudes could hit a wall doing 90, pop their heads back on, and go
again—that was _sooo_ freakin' cool!).
3) I want to be a writer.
Writing was the only thing I did growing up that anyone ever gave me
any really positive feedback for, and since I was good at it, I figured
if I couldn't for some reason get to be a crash dummy, I could always
write about it.
(And for any smartasses muttering under your breath
"How can he possibly remember that from so long ago?", I don't'
remember it, but I don't need to—they have a copy of that questionnaire
[and other documents like it] in my psyche profile!)
My
Strangers, I have such splendid news! After years of aspiration, I have *FINALLY* achieved a dream I have had since I was wee bitty
basket case: As of 27th November 2015, I am *FINALLY* a
published author! Hell to the Yesness!!!
Last year, my Lifemate
encouraged me to submit some of my poetry to an erotic poetry anthology
that was coming out. I had never submitted anything at all anywhere. I
submitted two poems, and they were *BOTH* accepted! My Lifemate said
that it is really rare for an unknown, previously unpublished author to
have any work accepted the first time it is submitted; I actually didn't
think they would get picked! But the editor really liked what I wrote,
and published both of them!
What compounds this whole box of
awesome is the Nature of the two poems that were accepted: One is
entitled "A Tribute to Aphrodite," and it is the very first erotic poem I
have ever written. I wrote it as an *actual tribute* to the Goddess
Aphrodite. The second poem is entitled "The Kiss," and it is the first
romantic poem I wrote for my Lifemate. To have not one but *both* of
these poems—which are imbued with such potent emotional significance—be
accepted the very first time I ever submit them anywhere, and
be the means by which my lifelong dream is finally made manifest, Gods!
There are no words to describe the awesomeness of this event!
The book is called "Coming Together: In Verse," edited by Ashley Lister.
I am published under the nome de plume Okami no Koga. All sales
proceeds go to Hope For Paws, a super-cool-awsome charity for animals.
That's right, I'm not making a dime! Even if erotica isn't your thing,
buying a copy will help animals in need, and c'mon—who doesn't like
animals?!?!
With that said, back to Futterwacken!
I am The Kyle and I approved this message!
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