What a weekend! My debut novel, Ash on the Stairs, launched into the sea of readily available reading material. I held my breath, waiting to see if my baby would hit the water and make a ripple, or bounce off a frozen surface. I felt like little grasshopper, sitting with the blind monk, tossing pebbles in the water.
The ripples spread. At first the sales were to my family and friends. That was my pebble. One person finished reading it and posted a 5 star review. The ripples spread. My posts flowed out as one fan shared to another fan of the genre. Every thing I did in the planning stages paid off. That ripple ran beyond my first ring of core human contacts and passed beyond the friend of a friend of a friend.
I’m an adrenaline junkie with a background in nursing and advertising. When I realized word had spread beyond the reaches of my little world, I was as high as a human can get without drugs. I juggled between twitter, facebook (two accounts and six groups), google+, tumblr, Amazon, and the people who believed in a first time writer, Eternal Press.
Working my way through two days of seeing to and dealing with the transition from, “I sold my manuscript,” to “My book is published,” brought back to play a Don Draper side of me. It just flowed. I may be babbling, but this weekend was worth all the work. I started a little ripple and I’m ready to ride it to wherever it takes me.
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