A Deal is Done 10/17/2010
Am on way to dentist appointment, feeling grumpy, when receive call from Lovely Agent. "We have a deal with Solaris to publish Babylon Steel," says agent.
Self: Mpph gweek squee!
Now Even Lovelier Agent: I'm very pleased for you.
Self: Wargh! Bibble! Fizz!
Loveliest Agent Ever in Universe: We'll talk later.
Bus Passengers: Who that strange woman?
Get off bus, grinning madly. Want to hug everyone. Restrain self from informing glum-visaged population of dental surgery of own sudden triumph and Conquering of World, as seems unfair. However, still grinning.
Cannot stop grinning even in dentist's chair, to confusion and slight irritation of dentist, more used to self being whimpering wreck at mere sight of Instruments. Grin remains fixed throughout poking, scraping, filling etc.
Am quite glad to discover, on entering work, that vocabulary has returned from realms of wibble, and immediately inform co-workers. Co-workers charmingly pleased for me. Email writer's group who are also charmingly pleased, with much metaphorical pumping of fists in air etc.
Realise, with slight qualm, that several co-workers now want to read book. Inform them that it will not be out until next year, and warn that contains Scenes of Naughtiness, as is, after all, set in brothel. Some slight widening of eyes ensues as co-workers look at me in New Light. Wonder what they will think when get to bit with Kittack, my lizard-man. Will invoke Biological Fact about lizards, if need be.
Also slightly worried what they will think about heroine's extreme acts of violence with sword, and occasional graphic descriptions of gut-spillage. Still, never know, co-workers may be turned on to whole new world of fantasy fiction, which can only be good thing.
Manage to calm down long enough to do some work. Afterwards, go out to celebrate arrival of new Head of Department, who is very nice chap, and attempt, without noticeable success, not to babble about self for entire time.
Wake up next morning, having had further celebrations with darling Significant Other, who is also charmingly pleased for me, and realise have hangover; but suspect is allowed today. Also, still grinning. Face quite tired, now. Realise have Much to Do; must write sequel, must go on Facebook, become familiar with Twitter, (feel as though have been doing nothing but twitter for last 24 hours, but obviously Not Same Thing), await further instructions from Publisher, (squee! Have Publisher!) deal with Proofs etc., and generally prepare for Life as Published Person. Slightly scared, but still, grinning.