Looks bigger in real life.
❝I’m a mature woman with lines and sags, and I would sell my left leg rather than spend two hours a day in the gym.❞
Green with Envy
Don Heck “Our Love Story” #1 1969
Yesterday, Stephen King joined twitter. I tweeted at him. It was something stupid in response to something he said, but I tweeted at him.
If you would have told 15 (or 17 or 21) year old me that one day I’d be able to send my writing hero a message that he’d get and read instantly, I’d have thought you crazy.
But this is the world we live in. Where I can say hi to my favorite authors/musicians/other famous people I admire in an instant. Twitter is the new fan letter. It’s pretty neat.