Saturday, June 22, 2002

Dear Author

I got my very first real rejection letter from a publisher yesterday. I know it doesn't *mean* anything about me, but I was still sad. So I called Bill, somehow I knew he was the right person to call.

He asked me what the letter said. It starts:
"Dear Author:"
What?! He exclaimed/asked. You have a letter that calls you an AUTHOR? I would love for someone to send me a letter that calls me a *photographer*!

I have to admit, that made me laugh. That and when I asked him what city he was in, he said "I don't know" and turned to someone near him and asked "What city is this?" Goofball! Turns out he's in Little Rock, Arkansas.