So I'm not sure I have this whole "grown up" thing down. I'm looking around the disaster area that is my room after a couple of the piles of random junk toppled over... Thankfully my book towers didn't go down this time, especially since they almost killed me last time (I'm not kidding about that).
I'm sitting here surrounded by anime wall scrolls I got at an anime convention, a collection of swords, and a lot of anime figures, video games, etc. Don't get me wrong, I still plan on doing all this when I'm an old fart too. But something about it all just seems wrong. I don't know. Maybe I'm just having a mini crisis or something. Probably just my old buddy depression stopping by for a visit.
Got another rejection email. Hopefully someone eventually decides I'm worth publishing. But for now is back to searching.