Holy smokes

Holy smokes, I just applied to be a vendor at the fifth annual Davis County Pride Festival.

I’ve come a long way from secretly writing wish fulfillment stories to being an openly queer indie author tabling at events.

I gotta admit, it felt a little weird putting in the application. I helped organize the four prior festivals and served as vice-chair, so returning as a vendor feels like I’m coming full circle in the best way.