That's me, reading the Uncorrected Bound Proof of 0.4. It came yesterday, but I was away and wasn't there to pounce on it like a kitten onto a ball of wool.
I'm making up for that now.
A bound proof of my debut novel . . . that's the culmination of a lifetime's worth of dreams.
And it looks great. The designers at Egmont have done a fantastic job, and I can now imagine what it will look like with the really cool cover they have ready for it.
It's been a tremendous journey from scribbling down the germ of the idea for the book in my notebook to holding the proof in my hand, and if there is a cloud that's even better than Cloud 9 - Cloud 9.4, perhaps - then that is where you will find me for the next few hours.
