Listening to: "Somewhere Over The Rainbow" by Israel Kamakawiwo'ole
Outside: A bit overcast. Meh.
Last night I had the honor of meeting Claire King herself, debut author of The Night Rainbow. It was a night of rainbows, wine, and delicious little savory cheesey-shortbread fingers. It was a night of books and congratulations and applause, and (Claire's) little children winding through the clusters of guests, charmingly holding up bowls of nibbles.
This whole event, you have to understand, was so exciting I could have almost peed my pants. (Fortunately I didn't.) I was like Spongebob meeting Santa.
My better half and I headed up to North Yorkshire, to Thorpe Prebend House, which is a beautiful historical building tucked away in a warren of cobblestone streets at the base of a hill, so it looks up at Ripon Cathedral. We followed the balloons and the lantern to a very Harry Potter-esque door, and walked into a warm, happy room filled with lots of folks chattering away and I looked around. And then my better half spotted her, across the room. Before long, it was the author herself, come up to us to say hello!
Me and Claire. Keepin' it real.
Claire is a lovely, genuinely kind person who was a pleasure to meet and chat with. Over the past couple years she's inspired me on my journey through her blog. She offered encouraging words then and now. She's cool. It was fantastic to be a part of her first real book signing.
And I discovered what success tastes like.
OMG what? A book-cake? Yes!
Success tastes like chocolate cake. Nom nom!!
Last night, she introduced me to the other side of the rainbow - after the perseverence, hard work and dedication, after the queries and the edits - and showed me that dreams really do come true.
A big thanks to Claire - thank you for a beautiful book and the opportunity to celebrate with you! May The Night Rainbow be the award-winning bestseller it deserves to be.
All in all, an absolutely amazing night.
Happy Sunday, everybody!