I am now the answer to the ultimate question of life, the universe, and everything. You know what that means, right? You know Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy? :)
It means today is my birthday and I am 42. And it honestly doesn't bother me at all to be another year older. (no really, stop laughing) Birthdays have never bothered me. Well, I did flip out after number 40, but I've heard most people do. You did, right?
It really doesn't bother me because for the last six months I thought I was going to be 43 this year. So in a way, I've gained a year.
This last year has been full of big changes for me. In March I finally found an agent to rep my work after looking for about three years.
In April I went to Disneyland and on that vacation found out that Houghton Mifflin Harcourt wanted to publish my novel.
I joined a great group of debut writers called the Class of 2k11. And though I'm now part of the Class of 2k12, I'm still a 2k11er in my heart.
I got to attend the book releases of two wonderful writers, Holly Cupala, and Carole Estby Dagg.
I've met some really fabulous people this year, both virtually and tangibly.
I started a new life, new house, new car, new job.
It's been a big year. And the next, I keep saying, will be EPIC. I want to thank everyone who has touched my life and supported me this last year, in either little or big ways. Every little bit counts.