Well, my book launch was the Best Night Ever.
I have not been able to post before now,
- because I haven't had time,
- because I was drunk for much of Thursday and Friday
- because around halfway through signing 100 books the synapses between my brain and fingers began to degenerate, and I lost the ability to write. In fact, I believe many of the last 30 of the books I signed bear the moniker 'Ken'.
The fact that I am intensely grateful for the love and support that I have been shown by my family, my beautiful friends, my amazing Twitter buddies, and you, my blog readers.
The fact that whether my book sells five hundred or five thousand or fifty thousand copies, I have had the best time of my life.
*read his blog. No-one does, but the guy is a genius. Trust me.
I was showing Lana how well I had shaved under my arms.
Me and Kylie. She drank as much as me. Almost.....
This is not The Architect. He is The Publisher. Apparently the women at the launch found him attractive. I'd never noticed. (Ahem...)
Mark Dapin. I was thrilled he agreed to launch my book. And.... er.... dress up for the occasion.