That moment when a new book goes live is both terrible and wonderful. Wonderful because the book is finished. I've raised it from a pup, done the best I could by it, put it in new shoes and a hat and sent it out into the wide world to fend for itself.
Terrible because I can no longer pretend it's a sure-fire best-seller that will be optioned for a movie by sundown. This is the moment reality looks daydreaming squarely in the eye and says 'You wanna see something REALLY scary?"
I'm taking some chances with this one. The cover, for instance -- conventional wisdom says 'don't use a digital model on your cover.' I'm using a digital model. I also put touches of science fiction in my fantasy novel. And I added a new character to the mix -- Meralda's estranged mother.
I have plans for a fourth book. Look at the titles for the Mug and Meralda novels thus far:
All the Paths of Shadow,
Every Turn of Light,
Every Wind of Change,
Something Something Night.
Yeah. The titles, when arranged in order, are meant to form a short poem. Because that's the kind of harebrained idea you consider a good one when you're young and stupid, as I was when I first conceived the series back in the prehistoric days of 1995. I thought the arrangement would look good on a bookshelf. I also thought my rattletrap red Ford Mustang made me look cool. Ah, youth.
Here's my post-release plan:
1) Check Amazon rankings every 13 seconds until Google Chrome refuses to comply.
2) Ask Alexa for my rankings until she says 'Give it a rest, dude' and redirects all my web searches to cat pictures.
3) Scream in anguish over the prospect of negative reviews (8:00 AM until lunch).
4) Vow to stay off the net for a full day. Four minutes into vow, spontaneously combust.
5) Resume work on new Markhat book.
I should probably skip straight to #5 and get back to work.
I do hope you like the new book. If you do, please, we live by reviews!