I’ve been busy with the beginning of teaching a class, and so haven’t posted yet in January, but this happened on Saturday: the postman delivered, while I was having a winter’s nap, a parcel containing the ARCs (advance reading copies) of my novel! Et voila, here she is, with her dynamic cover. Much excitement and gratitude.
There’s a palpable shift from reading a manuscript in word-processor form to reading it as a bound book. Seismic, really. The book form has a new authority, a personality and a kind of permanence (or an illusion of permanence, anyway, in an impermanent world). It’s on the heftier side, too, being a longer book than my previous two.
So here we go! Molly is beginning to make her way.