Before I got to spend time in a world I created with characters I knew and loved. The only people who read my book were my first readers and my editors, people I knew and trusted. Now that the book’s out there, my family’s going to read it, friends are going to read it, and hopefully, people I’ve never met before are going to read it.
Now I’m sitting here, trying to write this post on my lunch break, nervously waiting for the first bits of feedback to come in. It’s incredibly nerve-wracking. Releasing a book, especially as a first-time novelist, is like having a baby and then inviting the world to judge whether or not your baby’s any good. Still, if I had to choose between the nerves of waiting for reviews and not having a book out at all, I’d choose this every single time. It’s probably one of the scariest and most joyous feelings in the world.
I made* The Exile’s Violin, and if you head over to Amazon, I’d love to share it with you.
*This is a slight oversimplification as many other people helped make the book what it is today.