It's getting real, folks. As of today, it's 78 days until my book is released. 81 days until my book release party. This past Sunday, I got my galleys, which means I can start sending them to people for reviews (if you're a reviewer and want to read my book, ping me--my media contacts are in the sidebar).
Getting those galleys sure made things feel real. I'm reading my own book on the kindle app on my phone, and it looks just like any other book I've ever read on my kindle--as in LIKE A REAL BOOK!
Of course, feeling real is also scary as all-get-out. When I saw that cover show up in my library on
Right now, I'm oscillating like some kind of fan, spinning from excited to scared with little plastic clicks of my neck (probably time to call the chiropractor about that).
All the preparations I've been making for months have been leading here. And now there are only 78 days left to do anything else I'm going to do "before the book."
Holy Freaking Schmoley!
This posting is part of the Insecure Writers Support Group blog hop. To check out other posts by writers in a variety of places in their careers, check out the participant list. This group is one of the most open and supportive groups of people I have ever been associated with. You should check them out! (BTW IWSGers--you'll find yourself in the thank-yous of my acknowledgments page of this book. Your support helped get me this far!)