I begin this ridiculous adventure with high hopes and a kitchen stocked with apple pies and frozen pizzas. My course towards Planet Who-Knows-Where is laid out. My heart is aflutter. My eyebrows are trimmed. This self-publishing book journey should take me into the stratospheres of Euphoria, to the realms of Wonderful Readers, through the asteroids of Humbling Criticism, and past the nebulas of What-Was-I-Thinking? But the view might be cool, and my curiosity yearns. So, let this wacky book launch begin in…3…2…1…“Woo hoo!”
Let’s PoP!