I am green with envy.
As a young teen I read a lot of magazines. I still do. Man I pile thru them. Love them. Some are really good and some are horrible. My dream as a teen was to have a bi-line, my name at the bottom of a printed piece of printed work.
In high school my dream sort of came true when I got to write for the yearbook and then I got to edit it (imagine me the one who writes to poorly here editing I know crazy huh?) In college I did a wonderful piece on the film instructor but it was to long and was never published in the newspaper but my instructor liked it alot.
So my friend Heather is in a national magazine. So wonderful for her. Her writing is great.