Plus, yesterday I thought I might get a release date, a glimpse at a cover, something. But not yet.
Patience, Gae, patience.
This means I'm registered in the Library of Congress. Does this make me immortal? Maybe in some small (teeny tiny) way. What it does mean is that long after I'm gone, some kid -- by then a grown-up -- might recall reading my book and search for it and actually come up with it or me by name the way I have done over the years in search of Babbis Friis-Baastad, the author of Don't Take Teddy, the first book I ever remember not being able to put down.
btw, THAT *points up* is not MY ISBN number. That is just an image I lifted for my blog. Just so you know. :)
ReplyDeleteWoo-hoo! ISBN makes it t-r-u-e.
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