Well, it has arrived: my book. MY. BOOK. I’m so pleased, proud, scared, excited, a little noxious and so much in love. It looks like I wanted, it reads like I wanted, and I’m so happy to let it go on its own, in this scary, scary world beyond my computer.
Go, fly little one, and if you’re to come back, only with specters of black feathers…
Stay spooked,
a♥