Today’s my birthday! Madeleine Rex is officially fifteen years old. I’m both excited and nervous. The past year has been ridiculously productive, so I feel like I’ve accomplished a lot (often thanks to you guys!), but I’m also worried this next year will be a huge let-down and I won’t make nearly as much progress toward published-author-dom. We shall see!
As I have nothing to blog about today and this poem made me smile like mad, I’m posting the poem my aunt wrote in her birthday card to me:
A tribute may I offer
to Madeleine, the child author:
She writes no rubbish,
and they’re gonna publish
her work till they fill up her coffer.
I’m hoping so, Susan!
