Sorry you're not here to join me, but I think I'll pour myself a small glass of something before retiring for the night. Tomorrow I face a roomful of strangers for the third time this week, putting a big smile on my face, talking for forty minutes and convincing them to buy the book.
I have to admit I find this the most difficult part of being a writer. I much prefer to sit down and invent a new world and a new story.
But hey! I'm published!


