Tomorrow looks to be interesting. I and two others from my writer's group are delivering a presentation on independent publishing *gulp*. Yep, there is a great possibility I will puke on the front row so grab a seat in the back if you want to watch the show. Nah, I should be alright and I hope that this will just be the beginning and we can take this presentation around the libraries of Australia. That would be great! I just have to learn to deal with my nerves. Deep breaths... and just think let go.
To top it all off, I was going to have afternoon tea after the presentation but that has been canned. I have been ditched by a five year old for a trip to the beach instead. No fairy bread for me. Oh well, I'll go and have afternoon tea instead with her thirty-eight year old mother and talk about world domination. Again.