1 More Day - Tra la la la la la!

"Bel-la Fior-e comes out to-morrow! One more da-yee! Tra-la-la-la-la-la!!"
So why am a nervous? How did the butterflies get into my tummy? Perhaps they were in the carton of cookie dough ice cream I at last night?
I wrote Bella Fiore (pronounced bell-a fee-yor-ay in case you didn't know) almost 2 years ago, stuck it in a drawer to marinate, (then a moving box) and didn't look at it again until last summer. I blew off the dust, made a few revisions and sent it off to Chippewa Publishing. They picked it up (yipee!). It was so long ago, I barely remember what the story was about.
Okay ... that was a blatant lie. The editing process was more time consuming than I ever dreamed - and not because it was a crap story (!) but CP demands an ultra-polished result (this is a good thing) - and I got to know the story almost by heart. But the point remains, I wrote it AGES ago. It's old news. I've moved on. So why all of a sudden am I nervous about it's release? I mean, I wrote it to be read, not to line the bottom of a bird-cage. Here's what I came up with:
What if nobody buys it? What if they do buy it and hate it? What if BAM completely anhiliates me? (check out her website - she's viciously funny - link is on the side) What if I get less than three coffee cups from the reviewer at Coffee Time Romance?
I'LL JUST DIE!
Or, ... I'll invent a new alias and just keep on writing.
Because I have to.