Am I the only one that finds it ironic that, because I’ve worn a dress, society sees me as nearing manhood? I’d be the first one to argue that these are ROBES, but really? Silver and purple? Who would I be fooling? All kidding aside, Tuesday was the official graduation ceremony. I got to be the lucky person who presented the class before the audience, and I got my diploma. I still have a barbecue celebration later this week, but I won’t bore you with a post about it here because I think it’s safe to assume that you readers have heard enough about my completion of my schoolwork and everything that comes with that. The manuscript is printed and after I write up the cover letter it will be sent to Scott Appleton, most likely today. So after that, armed only with a completed manuscript, my faith, and the prayers and support of you, Yodeling Dwarf readers, I step out into the vast and treacherous darkness that is the world of agents. Perhaps I shouldn't have written this so late at night... On second thought, maybe I’ll embark on that journey in the morning… and get a flashlight… or a sword.