I slam my cell phone down on my desktop with more force than I intended. Why isn’t Cameron returning my calls and texts? I flip through three pages of notes. How will I ever get all of this done in the next two weeks? I imagined by the third book I wouldn’t find the weeks leading up to a release as stressful as before. With all the changes since September, my life seems to be busier with each passing week. I open my digital calendar, scanning today and tomorrow. Fallon and Liberty plan to attend several classes and play groups. That will allow me to focus in my office. I need selfies to post; I detest posting videos and photos of myself, but I’ve got to promote myself to ensure sales.
The doorbell interrupts my pity-party. Glancing at the clock in the corner of my laptop, I see it’s 1:15. Who could be here?
“I’m here to save the day!” Cameron’s voice sings as she approaches my office door. “Who’s the best editor in the whole world?”