I have never thought of myself as a “published author” before. It turns out that I am.
A friend of my wife’s asked to read all of my published stories yesterday. Today, I am printing them out for her, since so many of the markets have since gone under and the stories are no longer available. Eight published stories. Eight! I actually got paid for five of them. And one more upcoming this spring. Who’d a thunk it?
I am still looking for that elusive first professional publication. All I have gotten so far have been token payments. That’s OK. I’ll take that.
I AM a published author after all! Woohoo for me!