Maybe it's just a picture. But to me it represents dreams I've had my entire life finally coming to fruition. With the exception of beoming a mother, which is really in a league of its own, making the decision to get serious and try to become a published author is the scariest thing I've ever done. I poured blood, sweat, tears, and hours upon hours of work into CALL OF THE HIGHLAND MOON. I'd had my "learning manuscript," been through the rejection process, had my little heart crushed, and (I admit) wallowed a little before picking myself up and trying again. I was determined that this time, this book would be "the one."
It was. And that started a whirlwind of activity that hasn't stopped since. I've been through edits, copyedits, and the writing of a second contracted book. I've come so far from the writer I was just starting out three years ago that it feels more like ten. But the idea that my book would really be out in the world, on shelves, catching people's eye so they'd buy it and actually READ it, didn't start to hit home until I saw this. My baby, all dressed up and ready to go to the ball.
It's a dream come true, one of the best ways I can think of to start a new year. I hope 2008 holds great things for us all. Thanks for letting me share!