I’m going to have a hard time sleeping tonight. Tomorrow morning the press-match for Schlock Mercenary: Under New Management is supposed to arrive on my doorstep.
If it looks good, I’ll be having them print up the books. And then I’ll be opening pre-orders. And then, hopefully, everybody who has said they’re willing to buy one WILL buy one.
But first I have to see if the printer has done it right. What if I get coal in my stocking?
Tomorrow is Christmas.
MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM! DAAAAAAAAAAAD!
Can I open it yet? Huh? Huh? Can I? Huh? C’mon, please? Huh? Huh?
Whooo-Hoo! Dead Tree Schlock! {happy puppy dance}
alright…time to prep my wallet…
Gah, what a time to become unemployed. I’ll see if I can crowbar the wallet open. ::looks at self in an annoyed fashion::