What recession? Or whatever you want to call it? What dearth of publishing? What self-publishing is the only hope, Obi Wan and other dire proclomations*? Or rather: So what? If I was wanting signs of hope—or proof—I found them. Or they found me. My butt on my bedroom’s bed office writing chair, I persevere.
*Will never have agent or book published if forget to use spell check and eyesight/brain connection keeps failing when obvious misspellings pop up in own writing, in own BLOG.