No, I haven’t washed my hair today. No, I don’t have quite as many chins as this photo might suggest. No, I don’t give two hoots that this photo is about as unflattering as it could be. Why?
Because I’m holding the first printed copy of my first full length novel. A real book. And it’s the strangest feeling. Like Christmas, my wedding day and graduation all rolled into one.
But I like it. I think I’ll write another one.