It would be an understatement to say that this was the weirdest week of my life. On Tuesday morning, I had a job I loved, a nice salary and was living in blissful oblivion. Flash forward to today, and I've given interviews to the New York Post, Fox 5 News and CNN (are you kidding me??), have a very, very big interview set for tomorrow (until it actually happens, my lips are zipped), have meetings this coming week with multiple book agents and—oh, yeah, that—am quickly approaching the poverty mark. 24/7 ramen: can't wait!
I've been running on adrenaline, since sleep and food have been hard to come by these last couple of days. More than once I caught my reflection in the window facing my computer table—responding to emails as furiously as I could while cradling my landline phone on my left shoulder and listening to the cell phone earpiece in my right ear—and thought, "You look like such a pretentious fool right now." But while the iron is hot, I'm a-strikin', baby.
Now...bed. Maybe tomorrow I'll finally have time to eat, too.