So I went to see a play today, and guess what was on my porch when I got home?
MY BOOKS! My publisher very sweetly sent me some copies! WHEE!
I have never, ever, EVER had a worse time opening a box. Perhaps because I was shaking due to a horrible dream I had last night that the wrong name was on the spine of the book? Perhaps.
THEY HAVE SPINES! AND THEY ARE CORRECT! Imagine my joy! Or, you know, just see it in my face here.
Jason is many, many things. A good photographer is not one of them.
But still. Life is pretty sweet right now.