Screaming. Crying. Throwing up. Doing dramatic backflips off my roof (please sing that in your head to the beat of Blank Space by Tay Tay, thank you).
I am OFFICIALLY a published author!!!
Ahhhhhhhhh.
It was Thursday morning, 4:50am. I was awoken by… anxiety, I imagine. But instead of closing my eyes and forcing myself back to sleep, I picked up my phone to check my email.
See, the morning before, I’d done the final edits on my paperback and hit submit. There was nothing left to do other than wait.
I’m not good at waiting. I pace, I have mini-freakouts, I think about all the things that could go wrong.
I’m not good with the idea that that last and final step to get that book on the digital shelf of the vast marketplace that is Amazon, was in the hands of complete stranger. A stranger who, no doubt, knew exactly what they were doing, but nonetheless. I. WAS. PANICKING.
And then I got that email.
“Your paperback book has been published!”
Like, WHAT? You mean MY paperback? This girl right here? Stop it. Get outta town.
BUT YES. IT’S BEEN FREAKING PUBLISHED.
I didn’t sleep after that. And goddamn I am amped the eff up on the high of it right now.
Were there a few immediate problems? YES. Yes, there were. Did I handle them calmly and rationally? NO. No I did not.
That doesn’t matter though, what matters, is that you need to stop reading this post and get your butt to Amazon to pick up a copy of my debut novel BAD BAD MAN.
Available NOW in paperback and on Kindle and Kindle Unlimited.
xo
Kels