I’ve got a Facebook friend who occasionally adds a hashtag to some status update when she’s pulled off a really great piece of karaoke: #sinofpride.
That’s kind of how I feel now: forgive me Padre, for I cannot help the small blossoming of pride in my bosom when I see this cartoon script, printed out and, finally, FINISHED.
I’m sending it off in the post on Monday. I hope it gets there. We had an episode this week with some train tickets that never arrived, so our confidence in the postal service has wavered.
Funnily enough, I walked past Random House with my daughter on Thursday. I told her the joke about it*, which she appreciated.
If only I’d a) finished my strip that little bit earlier, and b) planned ahead, I could have delivered my entry by hand.
*A man addresses an envelope to Random House, but the Post Office refuse to accept it, saying that he has to specify the house it’s going to.
Myfanwy Tristram 