So, something kind of funny…not funny haha, more funny hmmmmm…

The Heather Nann story you linked to is one of the very first things I read on Medium. In fact, Heather was the first writer here to extend a hand to me, and I’m so grateful for that. I’d commented blindly on a story of hers, with no knowledge of how Medium rolled or if I was stomping on some invisible toes and she could have totally ignored the ignorant girl with no followers, following no one, but she didn’t. Thank you, Heather. :)

I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, but I know I want it to be spelled right and punctuated correctly. I guess that’s something.

I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, but I know I want it to be spelled right and punctuated correctly. I guess that’s something.