It doesn’t seem real yet. It may not seem real even after 12/1 gets here. I think, because I’m still of a generation that associates ‘real’ publication with a physical artifact, that it won’t seem real until me until I’m holding a paperback edition. Publication day for Brutal Light is very nearly here.
I don’t know if I can clearly convey what all is going through my head at this moment. Maybe I shouldn’t try. There’s excitement, sure, but also a fair amount of trepidation. I wonder what the response to the book will be. Will it be liked? Loathed? Will I encounter a vast sea of indifference?
You may not be a writer, but chances are you know what this sort of anticipation is like. If you’ve ever taken a chance in expressing something to someone, something that opened yourself up to potential hurt… you know. It’s exciting and nerve-wracking all at once.
I have no words of wisdom on how to deal with it. Maybe next time. In the meantime, I’m keepin’ busy and getting closer to the day…