I've always been superstitious. I never walk under ladders or scaffolding (unless it's on Oxford Street, in which case I'm coralled through them like a bloody sheep!). I try my best not to walk on the cracks in the pavement. So I shouldn't be too surprised that now -- when a publisher has actually expressed interest in my new novel -- I'm afraid to say anything lest I jinx the whole thing.
I'm going to eat some more cupcakes for good luck. And some coffee, of course.