Because I'm the worst at coming up with inventive titles...
New random book. Mostly the same stuff. I'm a hectically busy girl adjusting to the perks of adulthood (buying your own personal block of cheese at the store, amirite?) and enthusing over t...
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This is my endorsement page. I have two endorsements on my book. Recommendations from real published authors.
Ambassador stressed the helpfulness of having a testimonial on the cover/inside. After all, if an author you like recommends a book, you might just get that book! I told them I'd try to get some, but none of my attempts worked out (and I didn't really do enough attempts). My editor said she'd contact an author, and my hopes rose... and then sank again as no further word came back.
I honestly had more things to worry about than endorsements. Still, it stressed me that I hadn't done more queries during the earlier months, and now it was getting too late to politely request.
So then I find out my book's up for pre-order on Kobo (and B&N) (NOBODY TOLD ME??!) and click on the preview pane. And this stares up at me.
So one half of my brain is going "NOBODY TOLD ME!!!???!?" all over again and the other half is going "ACK CAN'T PROCESS" and both halves are just kind of all over relief about a thing I hadn't realized I was stressed over.
Also, they liked it.
I don't know why anyone likes it right now. I frankly hate it. But I'm glad they liked it.
So yeah, I might be tired, but this made me excessively happy tonight.
P.S.
It's super weird to see yourself referred to by surname.
