My book has arrived – well, several copies of it – barely a week before publication. I have to say, the publisher has done a tremendous job – they look and feel beautiful! Having worked so hard for this day, I thought I would be elated, euphoric. Strangely, I feel a mix of subdued anxiety and vulnerability. With so much effort invested in the work, I’m putting an important part of myself into the public domain. What will readers think? Will they like it? Will it even be noticed?
Perhaps that is the greatest worry for any first-time author: your book will languish on the bookshelf, forgotten; the lines you wrote, and lovingly re-wrote, will not be read.
Only time will tell.
For now, I open a book and fan the pages, savouring that unmistakable new, just-off-the-press smell. It is the scent of anticipation for the reader and one of hope for the writer. Both want it the same thing.
A good read.