I thank all of you who follow me here and have purchased my earlier novels. Once again, I have reached what is simultaneously the most satisfying moment a writer experiences and also the most unnerving one. Conventions: The Garden At Paris is becoming available on Kindle currently on Amazon.co.uk, Amazon.com, and all other Amazons:
With that novel finally finished, frankly I’m about finished as well. Mentally, I had been thinking for years about writing a tale like this one. I had been actually doing it since January 2016:
The “late 1700s” are exhausting.
The paperback will be out, I hope, next week:
No novel is perfect, of course; but in having reached publication, as a writer you have accomplished your main goal. Because at some point you must declare your labors completed and release your work to be read. You are not an author until, uh, you have been beaten up in public. 😉
Although it was officially published yesterday, you know what today is? It is Thomas Jefferson’s birthday. He was born on April 13, 1743.
In jest I like to call Conventions my “magnum opus.” If you read it, some of you may think I’ve lost my mind. But it is essentially what I wanted: a late 18th century “extravaganza” – travel, culture, history, politics, passion, love, family, loss, terror, excitement, violence, death … and some fun, too. 😉
I am going to go collapse now. I am officially on a novel-writing sabbatical. Although, I will still blog and put up
awful photos on Instagram, I have otherwise seen quite enough of a PC screen and keyboard for the time being!
Have a good day, wherever you are in the world.
And my deepest thanks again for your follows, support and interest. 🙂