Let the nervous, fluttering, heart-pounding suspense begin!
Because that’s how I feel—every time I release a book. Waiting on pins and needles to see if people will buy it. Then to see if people will review it. Then to see if people actually like my precious little book baby that I poured my heart and soul into! The characters I shaped. The words I bled for.
Dramatic much, Annette? Why yes, thank you. But it’s allowed, at least for today. I’ll be rational tomorrow. Just you wait.
Because as much as this is excited, it’s also terrifying.
I’m not what you would call prolific. I write a book a year. That means I spend a lot of time with my characters. I invest a lot of time, thought, and emotional energy into their stories. So, while I’m trying to make this a business, it’s also deeply personal for me.
That’s the way I like it. It’s the way it should be. My hope is that because of that investment, my books will end up being deeply personal for those who read them. A tall order, I know, but I can dream, can’t I?
How are you, friends? Are you still surviving the craziness of homeschooling (or remote learning, or distance learning or WHATEVER they’re calling it in your town)? Have you found the goodness among the chaos?
I certainly hope all is well in your neck of the woods and that you are being kind to yourself.
As for me, I need to get my bootie into gear and start recording the audio/video version of Missing Lily. That’s on my to-do list for this week.
Okay, so there is no bunker. It’s my house. It just sometimes feels like a bunker during these strange times. I’m sure all of you can relate.
I hope everyone out there is doing well dealing with these odd circumstances we find ourselves in. I’ve never been on such friendly terms with sand sanitizing wipes. I happen to have a container of them in my console and I’m pretty sure my steering wheel is like, “What the crap, Annette? Suddenly you think I’m so disgusting that I must be wiped down every time you go somewhere?”
I had it in my head that Thanksgiving was November 21st, when it’s actually November 28th.
And I SO wanted to release All That Stands Between Us BEFORE Thanksgiving, that when my wonderful editor told me she’d be able to get my final proofread finished in time, I jumped onto Amazon KDP this morning and set my release date for “the day before Thanksgiving,” November 20th.
It’s been more than a year since All Our Broken Pieces was published. That extra time has been weighing on me, making me anxious to release this next book, and yet needing to be sure that what I produce is quality. I desperately hope that is what I’ve created for you all with this story.