It arrived yesterday afternoon. The first paperback copy! Here it is!:
You may know you’ve written 100,000 words. And you may see it on a screen. However, it never seems quite real and legit until you finally see your struggle in print. (To me, anyway.)
Oh, and here they are, posing together:
I think they sit well side by side. And they should. Being a series, I’ve made sure they are laid out similarly.
Now to the next task: re-reading and scribbling in that Frontiers “proof” copy. Time to scour it word by word, pencil in hand, for small errors. Final corrections.
Although many might also assert that a political memoir could be, uh, rather “fictional” too.
What I write about here revolves around a group of intriguing twenty and thirty-somethings from several countries and a variety of cultures and upbringings. And their families. And, uh, crime novelist Uncle Bill too. (Don’t want to forget Uncle Bill!)
Have a good weekend, wherever in the world you are reading this. 🙂
Oh, and Happy Halloween. Be mindful of
the politicians the vampires roaming around out there tonight!