Out of the blue, in the door, there was a Fed-ex box… I expected the box last week and when it didn’t come, I assumed it would never come. When you least expect it, expect it. Because it was there! My box of galleys from the publisher! And, other than the glaring typo on the first page of text (how did I miss that? Am I an idiot?) it looks really good and I read some, and I liked it a lot, which is a good sign, because I wasn’t sure after I finished it, because I’d gone entirely blind from having stared at it so much. This book, Nothing Special, is ready for pre-sale reviews. I am p-syched!
ARC in the morning sun.
