My feet are sore on all pressure points from standing non-stop for three and a half hours today. I figured that in celebration of releasing A Moment’s Worth, I should treat myself to a nice bowl of ramen at the first ever Ramen Festival in San Francisco’s Japantown. Little did I realize how long I would wind up waiting, and I don’t remember if I genuinely liked it or not, because I was starving at that point. The struggle was real, but the intent of the celebration was worth it. I had published a novel.