As always, a huge thanks to Alex J. Cavanaugh, founder of IWSG and stark defender of some watery, old group called SLUSH.
This month is a pretty easy – at least when it comes to insecurities.
My first book, REVIVAL: The Donald Braswell Story, comes out in 12 weeks (or 90 sleeps) and everything seems to be going well [insert “…” and/or scary music here].
I’m a little nervous, but looking forward to holding the book in my hands for the first time.
I’m sure nothing will go wrong, but it could, and if it does, what does that mean?
Luckily, I have a great publisher [insert quick plug: Pen-L Publishing, of Fayetteville, AR] and if Duke isn’t stressed, why should I be stressed?
Deep breath… deep breath… oh dear, people are wandering by me (seat provided, in part, by Starbucks, LLC) and they’re probably wondering if I’m in labor.
I can’t be in labor, but my baby will be delivered by E-section (and paperback) November 3, so I could be suffering phantom pregnancy symptoms.
(OK, I’ve been munching a ton of Tabasco-laced Blueberry Bliss Gogurts and, please, keep all meat away from me, but the new, black yoga pants that I bought at Kohl’s, using my 30% coupon -- and my $10 Kohl's Cash® -- are very comfortable... so apart from the many run-on sentences, I don’t think there’s anything to worry about.
Gosh, what’s that smell??)
So, yeah, no insecurities here this month. Phew.
(Why am I sweating so much?)