I have known for quite some time that this day would arrive. I didn't know which day it would be, just that sometime, it was coming.
534 days ago I sold an idea to a clever and talented bunch of people. And today is the day it became reality.
Here it is, standing on my very own desk, with real pages and everything.
I didn't realize until I held it in my (shaking) hands that I secretly suspected it would arrive with all blank pages, or someone else's writing inside, or a title page that said "April Fools!" or something. Not rational, I know, but the power of doubt is substantial. Fortunately, so are the powers of optimism and tenacity. While repeating to myself the mantra that I really could do it, I have also been pinching myself to believe that my book was really happening. For 534 days.
I have been wondering if, when it finally arrived, I would have the intestinal fortitude to read it again. I surprised myself by actually wanting to. And read it I did, cheered on by the smallies, who chose it for their bedtime story. Higher praise, I could not ask.
Hope you like it, too.