O deplorable Fate! How cruel that My Harshwhinnial received its first review — and the most glowing review anyone could have ever asked for, no less — only after its author was no longer here to appreciate it.

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Only one more year until I officially hit Over The Hill, and it's no longer socially acceptable to celebrate birthdays as an affirmation of my advancement rather than a marker of my slow decline. So: Hurrah! I'm not old yet! [1] I've got another full year to make an original fiction sale before I stop being A Potential Up-And-Coming Author and start being That Old Guy Who's Still Trying To Break Into The Market! OH GODS PANIC

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