As you can see by the Theytus countdown widget to the right, Broken But Not Dead will be out in less than 80 days. It's featured in their catalogue on page three of the WebSpring2011.pdf file. One note: They will be changing the cover to something else before it's due to be printed. I'm not sure what yet.
Which reminds me. Where on a woman's body is a woman's yet? Today on the news they said a woman was shot and the bullet was in her yet. Hmm?
But I digress. What do you suppose I'm doing with less than 80 days to go? I'm getting excited! I'm also having troubles sleeping. My stomach is gurgling a lot. My head hurts because I'm spending too much time daydreaming while staring out the window at frozen Cluculz Lake and its blinding whiteness.
I can't wait to see the new cover. The photo of the highway was a rush job so they could get my book in the catalogue on time; which I'm very grateful for. It's a nice cover, but because I live 2 km off the Highway of Tears, I didn't want my novel associated with that. My publisher very graciously agreed. My cat Buster could care less.
In fact, neither could Fluffy.
Did I mention I'm not sleeping well? I'm a little worried that nobody's going to like Broken But Not Dead. And where did I get that title! I told my editor Leanne Kruger that she could change it if she wanted. Much to my dismay it's the name of a rather bad punk-rock band. Who knew. But Leanne likes it, so...
What's amazing if my trepidation. Why shouldn't readers like Broken But Not Dead. Brendell Kisêpîsim Meshango is a remarkable character. She's smart, brave, ambitious, intelligent, and a terrific mother. All the qualities I admire in a woman. And besides, I've been writing longer than most readers have been alive. My first novel Dead Witness did well. I'm still hearing from people who loved it. Yesterday, I was at an event where a woman asked me what I did for a living and when I said, with a touch of hesitation, (in the old days I'd choke over these words) "I'm a writer," she got very excited and said she'd bought my book for her father-in-law, and he loved it!
I should go bake some more cocoa cookies. The ones I made yesterday were delicious. I'd share the recipe except it wasn't mine but one I got off the internet. You're probably wondering with only 3 cookies left what happened to the rest? I think they're in that woman's yet.