As of June 1, I am a published author - of a book, that is.
Several people asked me how that felt. I'm not sure how to answer that question. I might know when I have that hard copy in my hand. Those are scheduled to arrive on June 13. I ordered some for the upcoming book signing, which is scheduled for my birthday on July 5.
Yesterday was a blur of Twitter and Facebook messages. I have two radio interviews that are slated for the end of the month, just in time for the book signing. I sold a few copies.
I think I'm more nervous now than ever. It's finished, completed, done, but in a way, it's not. It's just the beginning, and there's no turning back. I think I woke up last night in a panic, wondering where a misplaced comma might be or something stupid that five sets of eyes missed in the editing process.
I need to set my eyes on the next project. A few people have loved it so I know that there is an audience out there. I just need to find it.
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