Almost. In just a couple of hours (after this, and a couple loads of laundry, and a school visit) I will have my first radio interview. And I am suddenly growing nervous.
Month: January 2009 (page 1 of 2)
I know it’s been a very long time since college – and even longer since my last really thorough Human Anatomy class – but I must know: can a person sprain a lung?
This morning, while not watching the inauguration, I’m doing the Un-American: Readying my next manuscript for submission. This is a good thing for the following reasons:
Revisions may not be the most fun part of writing for most people, because let’s face it — there’s lots of highlight-and-delete, and that can be depressing. And it’s even a little sad to have someone whose opinion you trust say “Um, that stinks.” But I have to say, revising is refreshing to me.
*I eat too fast. I’m somehow sure the next bite will taste better than this one.
I’ve been pounding out some backstory and setting up the setting for my next project. It’s more prewriting than I’ve done before, and it’s pretty fun. I’m getting set up with a lot of characters (major and minor) who have motivations and desires. This will surely help me when I come upon those pesky plot problems I’m so aware of.
I’m proud to be able to report that it is now more than a week since I have had any sugar!
So I went and looked at my shelves at a bookstore. My shelves. Several shelves. All mine. Someone is thinking positive, because there are lots and lots of copies of my book on shelves in Deseret Book Stores. And the book hasn’t officially come out yet! In February, hopefully there will be a whole lot more books in a whole lot more stores.
Confession: In the tiny DB store in Provo, I went in and turned every copy (at least 50, HOLY COW) face forward. I didn’t push anyone else’s books off the shelves, or even cover them up. I just turned mine so everyone can see the cute cover, because that’s what’s going to do the trick.
It’s kind of like seing one of my kids in a show – that same giddy/proud/nervous feeling. But I like it. And people are buying it. Several. They’ve told me! So what that they’re nearly all related (to me). I just happen to be related to a whole lot of very generous book-buyers. And in fairness, they’re not all related to me. Some of them have just loved me for a lot of years!