…my little book, off to visit three first readers.
I’m nervous. I’m excited. I’m … getting things done around the house! Finally!
Really. I cleaned the pantry yesterday.
I’m nervous because… well, what if they don’t like it? What if the people in my writing group have all been pulling my leg or couldn’t find a way to tell me it is the worst piece of trash they’ve ever seen? What if it isn’t even worthy of holding up a wobbly table?
I’m excited because… I’m getting things done around the house!! Woo-hoo! After the kitchen, I’m storming the workroom and it won’t be pretty. I have entirely too much stuff in there and it really needs to be gone through with an unsentimental eye.
This is actually a little dizzying (or that might be this new diet that is unintentionally low in sodium… where’s my salt lick? )