So, I was supposed to be celebrating this week-end. Celebrating my first e-book.
It’s not happening.
USB stick is not cooperating. Or computer just doesn’t wish to be associated with my key anymore.
My son will take care of that, somewhere this week.
In the meantime, I breathe.
No really, I am holding my breath… this too shall past.
I am sad. The sadness have this weird taste of this part of my childhood that I transcended with dreams of being a writer.
I hold my breath… I am winning this time.
With great respect and love