A certain humility comes with the continuing waiting game of authordom. First, I was waiting to hear back from potential agents/editors/publishers. Then I was waiting on edit suggestions and cover designs and potential publication dates. Then I had to sit on the cover image and the word about Janny Wurts agreeing to blurb the book. And the waiting is far from over. Then it was all about trying to figure out what to do between now and the publication date…and now I’m twitching as I try not to obsess over whatever sales happen, when and how many. Waiting on reviews to come in. Waiting to see how it’s received.
As with anything else, this process has a learning curve. Learning how to turn a bunch of scenes into a coherent story, and that story into a viable novel, is not nearly as difficult as learning how to let go of the book and send it out into the world. I have only limited control, now, over what happens next. I can talk about the work, be excited, try to spread the word…but in the end…so much of this hard work is going to come down to luck. Will readers find Draigon Weather? Will those that do find it, enjoy it, like it, love it, as I hope they will?
I believe in the story and have been gratified by the responses of those who have read it so far. And I have to believe there are more who will also enjoy it. In the mean time, I am forging ahead with the next two books in the series, and that is keeping me busy. The forth novel is a bit more distant (Yes, 4 books, not 3. I can’t do anything to perfect form) but also being poked at as I get ideas.
Back to writing!