I've written three books. They've done ok. Not NYT Bestsellers, but my mom wasn't the only one who bought a copy. Well, heck, she got freebies, so obviously someone out there liked the first one enough to buy the other two.
So tomorrow a reporter from the local paper is coming over to interview...
I kid you not.
My cat is going to be famous, and in the end, I'm just his minion.