I got a package in the mail from Interweave–via FedEx Overnight, no less.
Inside, something wrapped in starry starry paper.
Inside the paper, my dream come true.
This
little book
is sitting on my drawing table because of you, dear readers. If you hadn't begun showing up and leaving encouraging comments, I'd still be tossing all my idle scribbles into the trash and wondering what life would have been like had I gone to art school.
From the damp foundations beneath the creepy sub-basement of my brimming heart, I thank you.
