I don’t lose my shit over book stuff often (“Wow, Sarah. Way to look professional.”) but when I do, it’s usually pretty extreme. For example, when Orbit contacted me about doing a mini-interview with K.J. Parker, I think I needed medication just to cope with how amazing my life was for about a week.
Today it happened again. I got a review copy of Dreamwalker by C.S. Friedman. I opened it up, and SHE SIGNED IT!
Friedman is one of my FAVORITE authors, so having her signature is…. it’s just epic for me.
I’m sharing my squee-moment. Why? Because I can and I want to brag.