by Shelt Garner
Man, does getting old suck. I have a very, very finite amount of time left to me on this planet and every day I continue to be a fucking loser, the less time I get to enjoy the “cool stuff” of whatever success I might ultimately have.
It’s all very frustrating.
One thing I might want to do if I ever become any sort of success is write picture books for children. I did an amazing job of writing little, short stories for Korean children learning English when I was in Seoul for the children’s newspaper I wrote for and I would love to do it again at some point.
But it’s just not practical for me to look into it at the moment — I would need an illustrator to work with and at the moment I live in something of a vacuum. So, being able to write little children’s books would be a side effect of a broader success.
Ugh. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I hate being an old loser. I have just wasted way, way too much time grieving over the failure of ROKon Magazine. All I can do, I guess, is try to bootstrap myself out of this particular situation.
Only time will tell how successful I am at it all.