Two weeks have passed since I delivered the manuscript of my novel to my publishers, with the greatest of care. Got it all printed out, using the best quality paper. Made sure I had several spare black ink cartridges for the printer. Went through my publishers instructions with a fine tooth comb, fearful that the slightest error would earn me a red card.
Found the perfect size box to swaddle it in, so it didn’t move around at all. Used my best memory stick to copy it on to it and carefully wrapped that in a padded envelope. Printed out the label and taped it, very neatly, to the box. (Having first blown kisses of good luck into the box.) (And got my husband to do the same).
Not that I posted it. I wouldn’t trust the Royal Mail, not with this. No, it (she?) travelled on the front seat of my car, to be transported personally and royally to the publishers office.
Massive sigh of relief when I got there, and they didn’t all laugh at me and say “April fool….” It was surprisingly hard to leave the premises; like the first day I left my baby with a childminder.
Having overcome one huge hurdle on the road to publication (how do I find a publisher?) another one immediately loomed: how will my book get noticed, and sell in reasonable numbers?
And that was when I encountered a whole new virtual world of communication, with its own language and conventions. Few of which I knew. And yet… and yet… armed only with a husband who can sort out technology standing on his head, and unparalleled motivation, within a few days, I had an updated website, a blog, a Twitter account, and a Facebook page for Honor’s Shadow; all connected up and integrated.
The next challenge – videos of me speaking about the book and reading from it. Apparently that’s easy too. Watch this space