Okay, so it’s not really my book, it’s my pre-release galley– which means it’s uncorrected and doesn’t have the cool two-color interior that my real book will have–but it’s gorgeous nonetheless.
My editor, Rebecca, sent it to me on Friday (along with three other scrumptious novels that I’ve already read and enjoyed, thank you, Rebecca) and when I got the package, I stood there for a few moments just staring at the box. I knew what was inside– and I knew I was about to get my first glance of something that I’ve poured my heart and soul into for months. It was a surreal moment– all those edits, all those word documents, all those critiques, all those long nights at the hotel trying to figure out exactly how to explain labor and delivery to someone who has never been through it were all sitting there in front of me in a white Fed-Ex box.
When I eventually tore it open and pulled out my galley, I actually started to cry. Sappy, I know, but it was just so amazing to see how much work and effort (thank you, again, Rebecca, Rachelle and the Guideposts team) had gone into my book. It was amazing how everything came together. And, I confess, it was amazing to see my name on the cover. I’m so grateful for this opportunity– and so grateful to everyone who has helped me along the way.
This week, my galley is being sent out to media folks around the country. Bloggers– some of you, thank you– will also be receiving it and (hopefully) reading it. I’m a bit nervous to hear what people think. But I’m also so, so excited.