My book is, and isn’t, on sale…sort of

The official onsale date for A Darkness Forged in Fire in both the US and Canada remains Tuesday, July 8, but the computers have other ideas (maybe this is how Skynet got started). Books are usually printed weeks in advance of their pub date then shipped to the publisher’s warehouse then on to the accounts. I say usually because most books are not embargoed, requiring heightened levels of security including a very late print date sometimes followed by shipping straight to the accounts from the printer, and all under threat of legal repercussions if the book is offered for sale earlier than the designated pub date. No, most books simply have the title and pub date printed on the side of the box which, combined with what the computer says, offers guidance on when to place the book on the shelves.

As it happens, some systems are already indicating my novel is in stock and available. So…hurray 🙂 My book is sort of on sale 🙂

Biko gets the blood pumping

As good as coffee is to get me going in the morning, listening to Peter Gabriel’s Biko is guaranteed to get me fired up. I was fortunate enough to see him in concert years ago when I was in university and he ended his show with this song. In fact, the band stopped playing one by one until only he was on stage, then he left too while the crowd continued to chant Biko over and over. I love the driving rhythm. I always feel like I can conquer the world after hearing it. So…let’s have a look at the big pile of mss.

My Blackberry scares me

I just got one last week and the bloody thing has managed to startle me about ten times already. The main problem, and it’s one of my own making, is the ring tone. I chose the sonar ping, and set the volume for loud. When you’re out walking on the street you can barely hear it, but when someone calls me when I’m at home I’d swear there was a destroyer twenty feet above me about to drop a depth charge! Still, despite the intermittent cardiac events I love it.

I used to think being a full time writer was the ultimate goal…

With each passing day I grow increasingly grateful that I have a full time job, and one that is intellectually demanding. A Darkness Forged in Fire hits the stores in three and a half weeks and I should, by rights, be a bundle of nerves and in need of sedation…more so than usual. The beauty of it is, though, is that I can’t afford to dwell on it. I have a never ending pile of mss to read and a thousand other things that make my job as an editor incredibly fulfilling. It also saves me from obsessing about the book launch. I just don’t have the time or energy to spend worrying about what’s going to happen, and that’s a wonderful thing. Worrying gets you nowhere fast anyway. What ‘free time’ I do have goes into writing the next book, running, exploring a little more of New York and trying – valiantly if not brilliantly – to date in this city. I try to save my worrying for the really important stuff, like should I order the Nabeyaki Udon or the Lobster Itokanyaki for dinner?

Now that I think about it more, I’ll just order a pizza. Who needs the worry?