Monday, September 13, 2010


Dear Mrs. V,

Thank you for making my 4th grade year a living hell. Without that year, I might not have become the introverted, shy, little girl with the low self-confidence.

But guess what? There ARE caring teachers in the world; among them, Mrs. Y who encouraged me to keep writing five years later. Without your constant demeaning, I might never have developed the thick skin I have today, the very thick skin which allows me to put my work 'out there' and ready for rejection.

After nearly ten years of submitting to various publishers, I can finally say I've attained contracted published author status. One was published in 2009, and I hope to have two more this year. Three more are under consideration, and I'm hopeful for releases in 2011.

Thankfully, I endured one year under you, and my regret is that I vomited on Mrs. R's desk, not yours.

Your former 4th grade student

PS: The title of this blog is me sticking my tongue out and blowing a raspberry. I know; rather un-Christian-like of me. But at least I was cordial.


Linda Kage said...

LOL! Love it.

Kenzie Michaels said...

Yeah, I heard she passed away while I was in HS or college. I hope she regrets every mean thing she did to me. There was no pleasing that woman...and my mom regrets not fighting for me. But helped me develop my thick skin...or scarred me for life, LOL:)

Thank god I can joke about it now.