All4qaf said:
What does that do to you? Are you capable of speaking right now? Can you see more than three feet in front of you? Do you fall over and giggle a lot? I can't believe you managed to type this post.
It's just very strange.
Bit of an anti-climax, actually. Though that could be due to the stinking cold I have.
I think part of the deal is that I have been waiting for the wheels to fall off ever since the publisher said he was interested. Plus, guys like me, from where I come from, don't write books. We work as factory foremen, or middle-management on grey office blocks, or retail assistant management, that kinda thing.
There's absolutely nothing wrong with those careers, but published authors, where I was born, are like the Tooth Fairy or Santa - people aren't entirely sure if they're real or not, but no one has ever met one in person so they can't be THAT real.
Maybe I'm just a miserable bugger. But I guess I can do that now, being famous and all, the little people are more forgiving or we "beautiful people."
(And yeah, if I ever get that way REALLY, you could form a line to slap some sense back into me.)
