I don't even know how to write this entry.
I never thought this would happen. I remember telling Carrie Vaughn a couple of years ago that this was not something that could possibly happen to me, considering what I write. The story this tells is an amazing one, and I can't believe I'm living in it.
The Girl Who Circumnavigated Fairyland in a Ship of Her Own Making debuted at number 8 on the New York Times Bestseller List.
That icon was me all day, except with more crying and calling my parents and justbeast and seanan_mcguire . I keep trying on the idea in my head and laughing because it's so unlikely and so awesome and OMGTOPTENWHAT.
I still have no coherentness. I am a third grade girl who just got the best pony ever for her birthday. That's how loud I screamed when I got the call. In the middle of a restaurant.
I am just so grateful. To all my citizens of Fairyland who had faith in me and this book. I keep dorkily thinking of the line from Babylon 5: Faith Manages. Oh, how it does. Thank you, all of you, thank you so much.
I wish I could hug everyone. I will do some straight-up hugpunking gleebouncing at Powell's tonight. Until then, I'm sorry I haven't been posting--I've barely had a moment to breathe on the road. Prize winners will be drawn tomorrow.
Sometimes, just sometimes, the world is made of magic and we land in the right timeline.
Fine print: the deal is that in order to stay on the list it has to sell as many copies this week--so if you were thinking of buying one, now would be an awesome time.
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Letters from Proxima Thule
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