While I am waiting: lessons of the-not-so-patient kind

I’ve been waiting to see the cover of my book for 39 days, 4 hours, 15 minutes, and 37 seconds by the time this sentence is done. I’ve bitten all my nails off, rehearsed my dance of joy about five hundred thirty times, and refreshed my e-mail every two-and-a-half minutes while awake.

I am still waiting.

They say good things come to those who wait so I’ve decided to adopt a zen attitude. I now refresh my e-mail every five minutes and I’ve resisted adding extra steps to my dance. And instead of doing a cover reveal in this blog post, I’ll be doing a painting reveal. Which, incidentally, I’ve been painting while waiting. Can you guess why I called it ‘Imagine’? You cannot see it but she is holding a book.

You are required to like it. Why?

Because it’s my blog and I am cranky from all the waiting.