You look adorable. Every single one of you. Did you do something to your hair? Is that a new shirt?
What a great looking bunch!
I’d like to thank all the little people who helped me get to where I was today. Wait, no, wrong acceptance speech. Let’s try this again.
Stage One: Young Grasshopper
It was with some trepidation that I joined the Yakezie challenge almost exactly one year ago. I’d been writing several times a week, and I was starting to find my voice. Some of the nice voices inside my computer (which, by the way, is how crazy starts) were telling me to join the challenge at Yakezie. As some of you probably know, that entire sentence could have been in Mandarin for all I understood. So, the voices sent links.
And the voices inside my computer were some of the nicest voices I’d ever heard. If I’m going crazy, it sure is pleasant. It took me a long time to realize that they were, in fact, linked to real, live, breathing people who I was happy to consider my friends. But that took a long time. At first, they were just little cute pictures with nicely worded pieces of advice.
One of the first things Sam ever typed to me was something along the lines of, “Wow, I’ve never seen a blog with two different captchas, you might want to consider changing that so that people can actually comment on your posts,” and I was sort of starstruck. You remember how girls used to swoon at Beatles concerts? Me neither, but I’ve seen the pictures, and I have to be honest, it was a little like that when the cool kids started commenting. Read More