My publicist (how cool is it that I can say "my publicist"?) emailed me today and asked if I'd be available for a book signing in May.
That is rather surreal to think about.
Yet it's something I must think about, now that my book's release date is just around the corner. It's already for sale for the Nook on Barnes and Noble.com and the paperback will be released April 15.
Ready or not, here it comes.
I'm ready. At least, I think I'm ready. I don't know that you're ever really "ready" for something like this. You just keep putting one foot in front of the other and keep living one day at a time.
I haven't really thought about reviews yet - especially the bad ones. I'm sure there will be some. Maybe I should decide here and now not to read them. But I know I'll read them anyway. I'm too curious not to.
My biggest fear? That my book will be disappointing, that it won't live up to expectations.
I blogged about this phenomena earlier and for the most part, those feelings of angst have receded, but they're about to come roaring back to the forefront again when people actually have the book in hand and, y'know, read it. This book isn't fiction - it's fact. And getting those facts wrong scares me to death.
In the end, I'm only human, so I will just give it to God and let His shoulders bear the burden.
I do have to admit, though, that I get a big, goofy grin on my face when I think of holding my book in my hands. My author copies are scheduled to arrive this week. You can be sure I'll be taking pics and documenting that moment!
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