It came today, the official thing. With real ink signatures. And a real check! Like, for MONEY.
I'm sitting here unshowered in my pajamas feeling a little at a loss about my next move and then wham - Happiness gets delivered in the mail.
(The check is in US dollars! Not plantation store credits or car wash tokens or Zimbabwean sugar cane vouchers.)
This whole book thing has been brewing for a while now, but it finally feels real to me.
(There's a watermark thingy on the check, even.)
The publication date was so far off (fall 2013), it just seemed fantastical to me. I kept expecting someone to muscle their way up to me and say, "Wait, wait, wait. This is crazy. We cannot publish this; there's been a terrible mistake."
I think today I am going to do whatever I want.