The “coming out” party begins on this side of the pond.
As an experienced, mature, professional writer I am of course experienced in such things and completely…unhinged, in just as much of an emotional storm as when Sheepfarmer’s Daughter made its way to the shelves back in 1988. The excitement of “launch day” hasn’t gotten old yet, and probably never will–and some books have me dancing on the hot needles more than others.
A few pleas from the author:
Please do not post any spoilers here. (Those of you already reading the UK edition have been very good about that–thanks!) Not everyone has their copy or will have for more than a week. I’ll open the gate for book discussion later.
Please don’t tell me about typos (I know there are some)–let my joy be unconfined for awhile. It took a long time to get here, and I need to bask a bit (only a bit–have to finish those revisions…and continue with book three.)
Enjoy yourselves. The week has already complicated itself more than it was two days ago, and I might not post every single day this coming week, but I’ll try. Revisions really do have to trump posts, though. So does getting M- to and from work on time, dealing with the sacrificial lamb (well…going to be sacrificed to a love of lamb curry, lamb stew, rack of lamb, etc.) and scuttling around to all the bookstores in Austin that carry the book, to sign shelf stock.