My first for many things was a step cousin I saw during summer visits with my dad. I was 13 when we met.
My first beyond that was a guy I met at a bar during one of those summer visits when I turned 19 named Jon Paul. We never slept that night. All men have been judged by that standard from that point on. LOL
that sounds awfully processed... it can't be healthy.
I'll stick with my milk that comes the natural way: suctioned from the teats of hormone laced cows in a perpetual state of lactation. The way it should be, dammit!
To be honest, I never grow tired of reading author Q&A's. I've always found people idiosyncrasies to be fascinating and sometimes make me feel better about my own oddities.
But seriously, the Carthera series are more than worth the read. And now you know a little bit more about the author who made them. Win/Win.
Sometimes it's just pure, stupid luck. Even if we don't feel so lucky to win. It would be far worse if you simply didn't care. That's quite a testimony to the people missing in your life.
I read that on Facebook and was seriously offended. The "if you haven't decided to be a writer while still a teenager then you can't make it in your 30s or 40s" attitude was bullshit. The whole article held nothing but a pompous, self-important, and bitter tone.
I hope his critics slam his work on a regular basis.