Last week I uttered the three most beautiful words a writer can say to his publisher: “Go to Press!”
At last finding the publisher that is right. The gallies (the first printing of the book) arrives in the mail. Screams, laughter, wine, (lots of wine) and dancing barefoot around the house, hugging the pages to your heart. This is it! It’s going to happen. Me! I wrote a book. It’s being published!