Very soon, I should be getting my contributor’s copy. It was thrilling a few months ago to find out a magazine had accepted my piece on Ripper victim Mary Jane Kelly. It was fun to research and write, and I’ve been anxious to see the results in print.
That should happen, if all goes well, before Christmas.
While it’s not as overwhelming as sitting in from of an HDTV and a Bose home theater system, and get blown away by the sights and sounds of your own work on the silver screen, there is still a vital, visceral thrill to be had to open a freshly-shipped magazine and get a whiff of that fresh ink on paper smell.
Only writers will know what I mean; but perhaps others could relate to it this way: imagine that first whiff of air to escape out of a tin of Folgers Coffee, the kind that appeals even to non-coffee drinkers, and you’ll get the idea.
This is the fun part of being a writers; the anticipation of seeing your words in print for the whole world to see.
