New York City isis where dreams areare made of (and(and perfect men)

I will forever be grateful for the time my publishers paid for me to fly out to meet them in New York City for the book launch of my debut.

And the guy who came up and asked if I could sign a copy for him…

This trip… it’s gonna be hard to put into words. It was so great that it transcends words. And time. And space.

Imagine your soul’s purpose. Everything you’ve ever wanted to come true, actually unfolding into existence in real time right in front of your eyes, and as you’re standing there (or sitting, as in my instance signing books) it feels, for the first time, that your soul is aligned.

That’s how I felt when Cole approached me at the book signing.