I must be feeling more anxious about publication date than I realised as I've had a week of horrible dreams!
They are all muddled and, like books say, 'all characters are fictitious and any resemblance to real people is coincidental'
The dreams share key elements of anxiety; a meeting with editors (not my real editor who's lovely) but dream editors who shake their heads in dismay at my writing, giving each other incredulous side-long glances that I'm even in their offices. Then there are dreams about bookshops which crumble around my ears, or I'm on a train carriage where be-suited marketing people are trying to do a 'damage limitation' on my reputation because the book has had such damning reviews.
The strange thing is I had started to feel quite relaxed, looking forward to seeing all my friends at my launch, happy all my books have arrived on time, excited about how my venue is going to look, but obviously my subconscious doesn't feel the same way....I want a happy dream where a kid comes up to me and says; 'I loved it when Fenn.....'