Today, my doorbell rang, and I heard the tell-tale *thump* of a package being dropped off. On Friday, Editor Jen emailed me to let me know that a couple of copies of HEX HALL were on their way to me and Agent Holly. When Agent Holly got hers later that afternoon (what with being in NYC and all), she called me and raved about how gorgeous it was in person, and sent me a picture of it sitting on her shelf.
So when my copies showed up this morning, I thought I was prepared.
I was not.
Despite making my living by, you know, using words, I have no words to describe the feeling as I opened that box. There were shaky knees, and trembling hands, and Tummy Butterflies, of course, but it was more than that. I won't get into the Sturm and Drang that surrounded me writing HEX HALL (although you can read about it here and here if you're so inclined!), but I will say that for me, this is a lot more than a book. It came out of a time when everything felt hopeless screwed up and Full of Bad, and in a lot of ways, that story was my life preserver. It represents not only me trying to achieve a dream, but also my family's faith in me, that I could write a book, that I would get an agent, that this story should be in print.
And now here it is. The real thing. And I feel excited, and humbled, and nervous, and so, so grateful.
Now enough of the sap! On to the pictures!
HEX HALL on my "research" shelf. Notice all the vampire/weird stuff/unsolved mysteries books!
Love, love, LOVE the font on the spine!
Gorgeous back, with AMAZING blurb from Becca Fitzpatrick AND an excerpt!
"Love, look at the two of us...strangers in many ways...we've got a lifetime to share..." Yes, I just quoted The Carpenters in my blog. Deal.