Reflections on my first published work

My life changed 7 days ago when I was published for the first time. It’s like losing your virginity in many ways. You think about it night and day, you prepare for it, but all along you never really believe it will ever happen. But then you score a date that really gets your hopes up with like a journal or something, and then you finally see your work in print. My sexual encounter lasted 7 days because of Easter. Usually The McGill Daily is published twice a week, but they canceled the Monday edition leaving mine on the shelves for twice as long. Tonight at around midnight the website is going to publish a new issue and tomorrow, around noon, the stands will be updated too.

It was a great run. Right now, I am the state of the arts. It is a glow. Everywhere I go, every problem I encounter, I just think back to the fact that there I am in print and things are trivial instantly. I finally became a writer.

Of course, this is not the last time I’m going to have sex, but I will always remember it best. Ah! Wow! I did it!

April 7, 2010, 8:50pm