I met the owner of this tattoo last night, at Kickstarter’s third birthday party. She was really nice, and only showed me the tattoo when Amanda asked to see it (I was much too shy).
She asked how I felt about people with tattoos of my words on them, and I told her I felt honoured.
And afterward, I thought, yes. That really is how I feel: not proud, just that it is an honour to have given people something they felt was important enough to place permanently on their skin.
This is my fifth tattoo, second literary. It’s a quote from Neil Gaiman’s American Gods that reminds me to always believe in something, to have wonder, and be open to magic. It’s the beginning of a long and brilliant soliloquy by Girl Sam.