It’s four days until the official drop date for BLISS. “Doesn’t seem real” barely covers the surreal sensation this knowledge engenders in me. Partly it’s because there’s no red-carpet premiere, no box office numbers to tally when a book comes out. Most authors I know just spend the day obsessively checking their sales rank on Amazon.com, and surely I won’t be able to resist either. I’ll bombard the Twitterverse with tweets, and annoy the crap out of my Facebook followers reminding them of the big event. (Apologies in advance!) But otherwise, what marks such a momentous day for a writer? I suspect… not much. I’ll probably wear my cute new shoes, despite Santa Fe being a ridiculous place to wear high heels. And some dear friends will join me for a celebratory meal. Aside from that? I can only imagine what’s going on out there, beyond my control.
Are little elves stocking my novel on Barnes & Noble shelves? Will some avid lover of women’s fiction be browsing a store in South Dakota and come stumbling across a new book with a pretty white cover? Will she creep closer, daring to pick up the nice, weighty paperback, feel the pleasant tactile sensation of the jacket against her fingers? Will she turn it over, and snort a small chuckle as she reads the tagline “Nothing says ‘oops’ like your naked ass skidding in the salmon mousse?” Or perhaps wrinkle her nose and say, “No mousse-y ass for me, thanks!” Might some store clerk in an indie bookstore happen to flip through it during breaks in the back room (ha, back room!) and decide, “Hey, I dig this, I’m going to put it on the ‘recommended reads’ table?”
I’ve no earthly idea. And no control at this point. I crafted BLISS as if it were the most important confection of my career, adding all my favorite fantasies and wish fulfillment into the mix. I can only hope it tastes as sweet to the reader as it did to the writer.
You rock, Hil. I’ve got a raging sweet tooth, and Bliss hit the spot—you are definitely one of MY recommended reads. (Now I’ve just got to get hired at an indie bookstore. I’ll work on it.) THREE MORE DAYS!