I am a terrible blogger. I don't update like I should for the following important reason: I talk too much. When I'm blogging, I tell too much. I tell things no one wants to know and that no one should know. But today I have to update because I have things to tell.
First of all, I love Mustang convertibles. I got to drive one about 40 miles last Saturday and OMG it was the best thing! I wasn't cold because the heater kept us toasty. I could talk to my daughter while we rode because it wasn't windy. And I kept this huge, goofy grin on my face the entire time. I have so got to have one to drive to the beach! I no longer have any desire for a motorcycle. I want a Mustang convertible.
Next, the last pages of The Blacksmith's Daughter have been edited and typeset and are ready to GO!!! I have never been so scared in my life. Here is where I tell too much: despite the fact that the folks at Musa---whose opinions I trust---loved enought to publish, despite the fact that numerous readers whose opinions I trust have read it and loved it, I am still terrified that no one will buy it, no one will read it, and it will get terrible reviews!! So if you buy it and read it, please let me know that you did not hate it!! Unless of course you did, in which case don't say anything.
Finally, I have to say that working with the folks at Musa Publishing (http://www.musapublishing.com/) has been the most incredible experience. Everybody has been so supportive and the work that they have done on TBD has been wonderful. Thank you, Angela, for the incisive editing! Thank you, Kathy, for the encouragement and leadership! Thank you, Dominque and Pam, for the promotion! Thank you, Kelly and Lisa, for the incredible cover! Thank you , Coreen, for the beautiful typsetting! Thank you, Kerry, for the fantastic support! And thank you so much, Celina, for giving this book---and me---a chance! Lord, I have probably left many people out and for that I apologize. That is what comes from talking too much on a blog. I say too much or don't say enough. Yes, thank you to Matt, the Dark Lord, for letting me slip in as one of his minions (I am one of the trees that throw apples BTW).
So now, I sit and wait for October 21 to arrive when I can download my first novel into my very own Kindle and read it. I am so nervous I could puke. There. Said too much again.