Just when I've settled down a bit and have come to grips with the fact that SKINNER won't be out until November, I get all worked up again. I just can't wait to see that sucker on the shelves. Right now, I'm also pumped about working on the second book, and putting together a few new projects. I've been writing professionally under pseudonyms and such for about 10 years now, so I'm not new to the process. Even so, I STILL get worked up when I send something out and wait to hear what happens. All of this, combined with things like the imminent arrival of The Dark Knight, Ninja Gaiden 2 for the XBox, the finale of Battlestar Galactica and me rarely leaving the house all adds up to a very trying time for my wife.
She also works at home, so she gets to hear every bit of my excited jabbering and paranoid doom saying where my writing is concerned. Also, she gets to listen to me ramble on about all the other dorky crap I get excited about. She even pretends to look interested when I come stomping down the stairs to inform her about the newest screenshots for some game or trailer for some other movie. When most people would tell me to please get the hell away from them, she nods and smiles. Sometimes, she joins in. I guess I'm still surprised that she puts up with me. Maybe she thinks this sort of stuff is cute.
Nahh...she's a saint, not brain damaged.
