I don't know... it may not be much of an accomplishment to anyone else - and I certainly won't bore you with the long, blah-blah-blah of why it's an accomplishment to me - but I'm claiming it and I'm very proud of myself.
Technically, I've just "published" my first literary work. A book of poetry...
OK! I'm busted! It's not a book! It's a calendar!
There are 13 incredible original photographs - some taken by me, some taken for me with my camera and others were given to me. And I wrote 13 original inspirational poems for each photo, put it all together and it's finally on sale.
So, yes, it's a calendar for a fundraiser. And yes, it is still a calendar, not a book.
But I did it. From start to finish, front to back, beginning to end. And that's really the accomplishment. That I had a goal, I had a vision and it's the first I've seen come to fruition - just as imagined.
Yea, me... for just doing it.
If you knew the blah-blah-blah of it all, I'm sure you would agree. This is quite a pride-worthy accomplishment, just for me.
And not only is it a beautiful calendar (if I do say so myself), it's also helping "at-risk" minority teens in So. Cal to get education and the work experience they might otherwise never be exposed to in the areas of art, entertainment and media.
