I got the initial bound proof copy of ‘Principles of Angels’ today. There it is, my story, in a proper book (albeit with typos – but that’s OK, it’s a proof). Weird. In a good way.
I’ve taken to picking it up, looking at it, and putting it down. This makes me smile. Part of me says ‘Grow up, girl.’ Another part says, ‘Enjoy this, the first time is always the best.’