Thursday, July 29, 2004
Addendum: The UPS guy came about 5:45 this afternoon, bringing me four copies of Murder of Angels. I spent the next hour or so just sitting staring at one of them, flipping through the pages, grateful that it's mostly as I meant it to be (including my weird layout), grateful for the cover and that my editor did such a good job with the whole package. But mostly I just feel weird. And a little numb. This is usually how I feel when a novel is released. Not happy. Not much of anything. There it is. Here I am. I did it again. Five times now.
Spooky snapped a couple of pictures, a few minutes after I opened the package (Blog readers go to LJ to see them). Anyway, I need to have some dinner, and then I'll probably just sit and hold this thing a while longer.
7:48 PM