I did some spring cleaning this weekend (yes, wishful thinking). I was going through the dreaded filing cabinet when I found something that made me stop and smile. It was a copy of the deposit slip for my first ever royalty payment. The story was Playing With Fire, a short story I wrote for Black Lace Publishing. Wow, that brought back memories. I still love that story, naughty as it is. It was published in Black Lace’s Wicked Words 5 anthology, and then again in their Best of Wicked Words anthology several years later.
Funny thing is that the date on that deposit slip was 2001. It’s now 2011. I’ve been writing for 10 years. A decade! It’s hard to believe. I still remember how stunned I was when I first found out I was going to be published. I didn’t receive “the call” as most people put it. A contract just showed up one day in the mail. Now it’s been ten years. Wow. Just… wow.