The next event that caught my eye was a gentleman posting on Goodreads that he wanted to be my friend. He lived in India! Was I catching on, striking a chord in the nation of India? I, of course, befriended him and hoped he'd buy the entire Cotillion Ball series.
Then, one of my chapter mates pointed out some of my books are in the Top 100 list in India! Would wonders never cease? Then, I began to think about all these strange Indian coincidences. Perhaps I was single-handedly being hoisted up in the Indian best-selling charts by one individual. By the purchase of one book. Could that be the case?
I honestly don't know the answer. But for whatever reason, someone in India has purchased, and maybe is right now reading one of my books. For that alone, I thank him or her. And if that one purchase lifted my rank into the Top 100, for a brief, shiny moment, I'll take it.
I've been told good things come in bunches. It's been a tough year outside the realm of writing and I'm due for some good. I hope to close out the year on a high note, and return to my 'glass-half-full' demeanor by New Year's Eve.