In which skill is important, but we don't refuse wishes for good luck!
This must be what it feels like to send your first-born child off to university.
|The lady at the post office kissed it for luck!|
I hammered at it, scribbled on it, re-hammered and re-scribbled for more than a month.
Finally, I printed out a clean copy, slid it gently into the mailing envelope, and steadied my hand as I wrote the publisher's address on the front.
Then I went to the post office and handed it over the counter:
A book proposal for Endurance 101.
I figure that if you want to wish us luck, now would be a good time.
Also, if you want to rave on-and-on about how you can't wait to buy your very own copy of it, perhaps the publisher will notice if you write your raves in the comments.
(What the heck, it couldn't hurt!)
What do you do to bring luck?