Today's the day. It's finally here - the publication day for What More Could You Wish For by Samantha Hoffman. Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha! (That's me, laughing hysterically at this most amazing event.)
I'm told that this day can be anti-climactic and maybe that's true but I won't know, really, until the day actually begins. Right now it's 3:09 a.m. and I have no hope of sleeping. I have butterflies in my stomach and a headache which I think is because my brain can't process the enormity of what's happening for me today - that the last decade that I've spent with this book has come to this one day when I'll be able to walk into a bookstore and see it sitting on a shelf, with my name on the cover and the St. Martin's Press's logo.
I bet I don't have to tell you how thrilling this is.
I'm thinking at some point fireworks will explode in the sky and bells will ring and trumpets will blow. Isn't that how it works? Or that the phone will ring and it will be President Obama or George Clooney congratulating me. Or the paparazzi will be waiting when I leave the building tomorrow.
Alright, clearly I'm hallucinating. I need to go back to bed and try to get some sleep now - I have a big day ahead of me.
And RCN's coming for the third time to try to get my wi-fi connection working.
Oh, and I have a dentist appointment. That wasn't very good planning, was it?