It arrived a few weeks ago but I couldn’t share it until now because of loads of other things needing to be done! Self-publishing really is a busy business! Anyway, it arrived so quickly when I ordered the first copy.
It came like any other book ordered online in an inconspicious brown box and I held it so excitedly…and nervously. What if I opened it and all the cover and text were half running off the page? What if I’d missed out half the book? What if it just looked downright awful?
I was so nervous in fact that I proceeded to procrastinate. Ah, the friend of the faint-hearted! I had arrived home from work and found the parcel, so now I told myself I should probably tidy the kitchen before sitting down to open it. And gosh, I was gasping for a cup of tea, so I put the kettle on. And didn’t those sofa cushions need plumping. And perhaps I should just check my emails?
Then my husband arrived home and he eyed the package saying, ‘is that your book?’ I replied in the affirmative and explained I had not wanted to open it yet and for some pathetic reason I felt I could if he was there. I grabbed it with both hands and hesitated only briefly to say, ‘I hope it’s not rubbish’ or words to that effect, and then tore it open.
What came out into my hands was, well, beautiful:
I was so happy with this and although this was for final proofs, and not the final, final, final copy (my exhausted author brain was crying at the thought), it’s everything I wanted it to be. I have to apologise for the dodgey photo-taking. I’m not the most artistic photographer at the best of times and the glee at seeing it wasn’t a pile of illegible print meant I didn’t use any of those fancy-filters or…err… focusing…
I have now finished the proofs and final bits and piece (with much gnashing of teeth – just look at my Twitter), and have the final, final, final copy arrived LITERALLY (very punny) today…
A fantasy world
I’m looking forward to sharing with you the world in which The Edict takes place soon. You see, because it’s a fantasy, it’s not like historical romances where the world existed and you just have to get to know it through research (I use the word ‘just’ in humour, research is jolly hard work!), with fantasy you have to create your world. It grows in your imagination into this living, breathing thing where your characters live and learn to be a part of different cultures, places and races. Soon I can share some more of that world with you…