Friend Jeanell has a copy of her book in her hands at last. The UPS driver, ever sensitive to the importance of the delivery, put the box on top of Jeanell's trash can, which is what happens when one lives out in the country and one's house is a good city block from the road. Jeanell is lucky he didn't suspend it from a tree, as often happens.
Back at the house, Jeanell paused in reverence and exaltation for several minutes before slicing the tape, then slowly opening the box and lifting one of the precious books out of it. It was so beautiful. The covers were so bright and shiny, with Jeanell's name across the top of the front cover in blue letters, and the blurb on the back cover was perfectly displayed. As she ran her hand across the smooth surface, she could feel the life within. er knees went weak, and there was a song in her heart.
Yes, it had been a long time coming, but it happened. Jeanell is now a published novelist. And she has twelve beautiful print books to prove it.
Saturday, September 13, 2014
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