Oh. I took photos of my photo in the Shortlist Magazine. Last week? two weeks ago? Three?
Hardcopy proof of my photo as photo of the week.
I sound conceited. I’m just excited*.
And then I notice that they misspelled my name again. And that just makes me smile in an absurd little way.
I guess the universe thinks my head is big enough as it is.
* (And nervous, a little (okay, a lot). My photo may not end up in the June 19th issue of Shortlist Magazine along with the winners of the competition. This may be as close as I get.)