My galley copies of The Big Rewind arrived yesterday and…wow. They’re incredible. To actually hold my own book in my hands, to see my name on a cover is such a thrill that I lack the words to describe it. For the whole night I kept picking it up and turning it over in my hands, thinking this is really happening. That’s my name! On the cover of a book! Those are my words, my sentences, my scenes all laid out in actual, book-like form! Eee! It doesn’t seem real.
And yes, I cried when I opened the box.
And the best part is that my husband, Ian, who hasn’t read the book in any form, is devouring it. Not just because I wrote it (he’s very honest which stories of mine he loves and which ones aren’t his thing) but because he’s actually enjoying the book. I had to banish him to the other room last night because I wanted to go to sleep and he couldn’t put it down. That might be the best endorsement I’ve gotten so far!