Really, he has *got* to stop doing that!

Our CW teacher returned our poetry assignments in class today. This time, he wrote that he wants me to talk to another teacher and see what I need to do to actually try and get at least one of my poems published.

Blink, blink.

I don't have the paper in front of me right now, and frankly, my brain is in a state of shock, so I don't have the exact wording. But I remember it was enough that I had to fight the urge to explode all over the classroom again. I'm almost afraid to read the comments again -- I had such a strong viceral response to the praise. Damn.

Damn.