JJubilee 2023
No, that wasn't a typo
It is February, and I have been an author for six years.
I am bad at celebrating anniversaries, in much the same way I am bad at figuring out what I want as a birthday gift. I just...don’t? I’m someone who tends to prefer activities over things — as a child, I went to Disneyland for my birthdays1 and Bear and I take advantage of our October anniversary by doing all the spooky, haunted shit we would do regardless.
But more than that, I’m just bad at celebrating myself in general. It’s the thing about being someone with a lot of luck; I don’t often think I have much to do with my own accomplishments. I’m bad at working, and I’m even worse at working hard — even my good grades at school were achieved with the barest minimum effort.
Publishing is probably the hardest I’ve ever worked at anything in my entire life.
I have a strange r…