So, who is the scariest person you’ve ever shown your work to?
There’s a part of me that feels I should draw names out of hats (or, you know… the list of people I once knew) and send them my manuscript. You know. Just to say Hi. Remember me? This is what I’m up to.
Do I want my best friends from second grade’s opinions?
Yes, of course.
But then again, in the fantasy version of this, they’re bringing me cupcakes, and begging to hear that I’m writing a sequel.
The real life version?
They probably still won’t let me play with their robots.
And their robots are probably even cooler, now.