On Monday, I sat peering over a birthday cake, surrounded by my son, daughter, and husband. A handful of flickering candles marked my 38th birthday. My three greatest wishes had already come true, but they were waiting, and the ice cream was getting soft; what to wish for? I thought of one dream that hadn’t come true. I closed my eyes and blew out the candles.
On Tuesday, the email arrived. My book will be published in 2014 by a lovely small press called WiDo Publishing. The novel is no longer called The Fourth Wall, giving it a sense of mystery even to its author. Who knows what it will look like in a year? All I know is it will look like something other than a manuscript sitting in my computer. It will be printed and bound and on bookshelves.
Blogging is not a natural medium for me. With fiction, you never submit a first draft (or a second for that matter), and I’m a little terrified of putting words out there that haven’t been scrutinized and set aside for a few weeks to make sure they’re worthy of your time (and error-free).
Obviously, this has to change. I owe it to the people at this small press—who believe in my book and are taking a chance on me—to do my part. This includes blogging, tweeting, and pinning. I might blog infrequently (several times per month vs. several times per week), but I will do it faithfully, and hope you’ll come along.
Give me some time to find what works—I’ll probably mix in writing about writing, writing about publishing news (blog tour! book signings!), and writing about topics in my novel, like lucid dreaming. If one or more of these don’t suit you, well, stick with me anyway. And then let me know what you’re thinking—in the comments or in a private email. I want to write what you want to hear, but I may need guidance. I’m a terrible mind reader.
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