I remember reading HP at the beginning of the year and thinking about how wonderful some of the writers are. I thought that they were grad students here at Bing, but they aren't. They're writers from all over the country. If I had knew that, I would have thought how unlikely I would be associated with it.
I thought nothing of HP, just that I'm so very detached from it. And now? Now I'll be part of it next semester. I'll be one of the strands that create such a lovely literary magazine. I'm excited and scared shitless.
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