I’m trying not to get myself too excited.
I’m trying incredibly hard to not jinx this.
I’ll only tell you, interwebs, because I’m far stronger of a person in my slight anonymity than I am up close and personal.
Presently my book has been requested in full by four agents and is being considered for representation as we speak. And I’m so sick with fear, worry, passion, and that edge of being finally so close to fitting into the shoes of the purpose I know I’ve been planted on this earth for.
I hope telling someone hasn’t jinxed this for me, but I’m figuratively collapsing in on myself not saying anything.