My book Apocalypse is in the hands of beta readers, and I’m going to have to find a couple more readers. But GAAAAAAAAAAH! I don’t know if I can do it.
I’ve published before, so I didn’t think I would have this reaction. But no, here it is, a panic. I tend to flee with panic.
But yesterday I did something that should lock me out of running away — I celebrated my publication early. My husband and I go out to the local Greek place and the celebrating person gets to eat whatever they want. In my celebrations, I prefer rack of lamb. So I ate lamb last night in celebration of future success. This means I have to deliver come December.
I hope I can keep the excitement going; I think I’m going to need it.
Words Like Me 