LONG LONG AGO, but in this very galaxy...
Aunty used to watch "Rocky and Bullwinkle" cartoons. There was one sequence where Rocky would say, "Look Bullwinkle! A message in a bottle." To which Bullwinkle replied, "Fan mail from some flounder?"
This always made me laugh.
Yes, I was a strange child.
Yesterday, fan mail made me laugh again. No, it wasn't from some flounder. It was honest-to-goodness FAN MAIL... to ME!
Last year not long after I received "The Call" and became a "SOLD" writer, I rented myself a post office box. Having a separate place for mail under my pseudonym made me feel more "professional." Plus, it's a deductible business expense.
Unfortunately, I haven't received much of anything but junk mail until... Yesterday I stopped by to check my PO Box and I had not one, NOT TWO, but THREE pieces of fan mail! This is another small step in my journey, but one I've dreamed of happening.
I had to run out of the post office and hop in my car so I could SQUEE and laugh with joy in relative privacy.