Now that it’s here, I’m naturally concerned with logistical details and concerns. Will it sell? Will people like it? What’s the best way to promote it?
And yet at times, it’s important to remind myself that this is also something to be celebrated. Since sixth grade, I’ve dreamed of holding my own book in my hands, and now that’s a reality. When the book arrived in the mail, I definitely spend a little time cradling it in my arms, dancing with it, and flipping the pages to waft the “new book smell” into my nostrils. Part of that moment is captured in the photo at right.