In which I conquer disbelief

Yesterday, my wonderful agent (@julietpickering) tweeted the pictures of my proofs. When I got home that night my copies where waiting for me too. I stood on my doorsteep, in the drizzle and ripped open the padded envelope, turned the bound proof over in my hands, flicked the pages, smoothed my fingers across the cover. Genuinely, I can hardly believe it is actually happening. Bound proofs are effectively BOOKS. But there are my words on the pages, it has my name on the cover and my picture on the back so I guess I can finally be sure there hasn't been some sort of mix-up - I am actually going to have a book in bookshops in a few months *insert stream of excited swears here*.

So! Feast your eyes. And if there's any reviewers/booksellers/journalists/book groups etc who'd like a proof just email me at kerrythudson@gmail.com or DM me @Kerryswindow