In thirteen days, And Then You Fall will release. I’ve been remarkably calm, even a little zen-like about the whole thing. Until today. And I’m sick. I don’t think the two things have anything to do with each other.
The book formatting is almost done, it will be by the time I go to sleep again, for the hundredth time today. I have a website to put together, then I have to figure out whether I have two blogs or one, what to do about facebook and twitter . . . not anything anyone else cares about but me, but still things I have to do.
Periodically I say Oh my God, for no particular reason. I mean, I know the reason, but no one else does. And then I can’t explain it. Because it sounds silly. I knew this would happen, or it’s what’s supposed to happen. Doesn’t diminish the freakoutedness however.
Oh my God.
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