The Signing of The Book

On the eve of my very first book signing I thought it may be a good idea to post a tidbit on my horribly neglected blog.

~ Collecting all of my necessary things. Books, swag, all too important hyper-pink Sharpie. Worry hits me every now and then. Worry that five people may show. Worry that two hundred people may show (though knowingly less likely). Worry that I will fail. Worry that everything I have worked for will be in vain.
Then I remind myself that no matter how far I fall, no matter how much of a failure this particular endeavor may become, I know I have done more in the last month than most have in the last year. And more importantly, I and all that I do are too important to me for me to allow them to fail in the long run.

That being said, here's a toast to a successful future. To a fruitful and joyous year. To my never ending tenacity. To my loving family who will show to every event and read every line I write. And finally to failure, without it no one would feel the need to persevere and thus feel the undeniable feeling accomplishment. Cheers.

Drink up bitches! It's Saturday and I want to see all of your lovely hung over faces in the morning.

Love to you

~R