I’ve been up since four a.m.
Okay 4:25 to be exact.
My nerves and jittery insides woke me up. I tried to get back to sleep – really I did, but everything felt shaky and huge inside me. Like I was about to explode kittens and butterflies all over my bedroom. Talk about an uncomfortable feeling.
I’ve had this feeling since about yesterday afternoon when my husband systematically logged onto Amazon to see my ranking and it started with a one. 1,976 to be exact. I somehow broke out of the 2,000 ranking range, even with a crappy cover.
I don’t know what is going on…
Really. It’s okay if you don’t believe me – because right now I don’t really believe it myself.
I’m flaberbugestabateable… yes.. that non existent word really covers what I feel like inside.
But honestly, I’m happy. I’m happy that its happening even if I may be stuck with an exploding kittens feeling for a while. (that would be that I am exploding into a kitten, not that kittens are exploding..)
This week; is going to be quite a week. Final draft of Eyes of Ember goes of the the editor this week, work continues on the new cover, school starts back up again, I’m determined to stick to the curriculum at work…
I swear when I am all done, I am going to Disneyland… who wants to go with me?
It all started with a birthday present: a little book I wrote for my grandfather, helped along by a little bit of performing experience and a whole lot of love. It has since evolved. Get to know the woman behind the words. 
