Last night I sent my first book to the publisher. I got notification from them on Thursday that they wanted to see it. They liked my proposal. That's good. But I don't think they'll like the book. I'm not done with it. It needs more work. I didn't expect them to get back to me so quickly . I had planned to work on it over the weekend, but I got a prednisone injection for my crazy poison ivy and I spent the weekend trying not to kill people. Then, of course, it's the Equinox so I had a house full of people on Sunday and I was babysitting my mom's new puppy and my dog was acting like a total butt. Oi. So, yea. Off to the publisher it went. We'll see how that goes.

Oh well.

I honestly think I'd rather self-publish anyway. I know it's harder, but there's something about it I can't explain that I just prefer. Maybe I'm just a control freak.