Those Perfect Moments

Yesterday afternoon I stood in a quiet bookstore and stared at the same spot for ten minutes. People coming by probably thought I was a little slow in the head but no one said anything or bothered me or called the police or anything.

This is what I was staring at.

Yes, my book is on the shelves (faced out and everything!) and I had to take a moment to enjoy the fact that I did it. I wrote a book and a publisher wanted it and now it’s out there for the world to read and (hopefully) love as much as I do.

It was one of those perfect moments in the life of a writer. And I can only hope that it is the first in a long line of other moments just as sweet.