I told my wife last year that I wouldn’t feel truly fulfilled as a first-time author until I saw a random person on the train reading my book.

Last night, it happened.

Her name is Ephrat, she’s a dancer (and a b-girl at that), and she actually got the book from a friend of mine, MiRi Park.

Thanks, Ephrat and MiRi for making my year!

In other news: Working on the paperback cover, soon to get on those text corrections, and thinking hard about the next thing.