It’s finally here. My debut. BEATRYSEL is available now on Amazon as a trade paperback and an ebook. If you’re reading this and don’t already have a copy coming, you need to order it now. Do it. Do it now.
BEATRYSEL on Amazon
What a trip. Forgive me if I ramble. My emotions are pinball between exhilaration and terror, hope and dread. I know many authors who had an easy time getting a book out. I was not one of them. I didn’t know someone who knew someone or who happened into a booth of a hungry new publishers at the right moment. There's nothing wrong with - that's just luck and fate and fortune, and fortune smiles on us all at different times. Eventually. If we keep scrapping ahead.
I scrapped a long time. I wrote and I queried and I queried and I wrote. When I failed and was rejected I tried twice as hard again. I made myself do it. When I fretted about one book, I wrote another. I finished what I started. I made myself do it. I believed that my will could become form and that I could do magick. And I didn't give up.
I was about to self-published something - anything to get some notice, when lightning finally struck. Then it struck again. And again and again. All at once. I had an offer for BEATRYSEL and then on a trilogy and a mystery series. Then I got another offer for BEATRYSEL.
It happened. It was a miracle. Six all at once, after years of trying.
That was exciting. But it was a year ago. Since then the glitter wore off, well, as much as glitter ever wears off anything - never completely, amirite?
Being picked up was just the beginning of the process. Even a small publisher like Omnium Gatherum needs time to get a book out. Months went by and though I daily looked at the contract tacketd on my wall, I doubted the reality of the event I had worked so hard for. It had taken so long and it was still just an idea.
Then came my turn.
Overnight I was awash in edits and covers, discussions and plans. Since Omnium is a small publisher, I was right in the thick of it all. Of course I was involved in the edits, but I also worked on cover design, font choices, blurbs and marketing plans. I got an education in publishing that “luckier” authors never get.
What a ride.
|Who's that?! Me?! A picture of me - on a book. On a book I wrote!?|
Coming this far with BEATRYSEL, I've encountered more.
The cover chill. This one was a surprise and long time coming as we experimented with many different designs. I didn’t expect it at all. One afternoon, I got another proof in the mail and ZAMM ZAP! There it was. The chill. I knew at that instant we had the cover for BEATRYSEL. It's the one you're looking at.
Then there’s the Amazon listing chill. That’s nice. A little scary, but still nice.
Holding a copy of my book in my hands is another, a jumping up and down and scream-inducing chill. It harkened back to the first ones and somehow completed the cycle.
And then there’s today. The release date. I’m so chilled I’m shaking. Shaking, I say. Shaking.
My lady BEATRYSEL is out there now. She’s divorced from me and is as independent as any child can be from her father. I can only claim her now, no matter the reception, good or ill.
It’s taken so long to get here. So long. Years in conception, years in writing, years in finding a place to bring her to life.
Now BEATRYSEL, my debut as an author, is here.
I’m shaking. It’s all out of my hands now. Mostly. But I can hope.
I hope you love BEATRYSEL. I’ll be pleased if you like it, satisfied if you read it, stoked if you buy it, but I hope you love it. I hope you find it chilling and thought-provoking. I hope you come to love Julian and Molly, Amanda and Octavia. I hope you love BEATRYSEL herself, because she is a creature of love. I hope you forget it’s a book. I hope it moves you. I hope it stays with you a little while. I hope.
And I’m shaking.