A Nervous Nelly Writes.
8 Mar
It’s two days away from the book launch for Blood Money and I am inexplicably anxious. ( my speech is still only an idea, do I need a speech? What if no one comes? Why didn’t I buy shoes?) I was rattling so much earlier that Andrew took me for a pint to ‘medicate’ my nerves. What’s wrong? he wanted to know.
Damned if I had a good answer. I suppose it’s fear, fear of failure, fear of making a wally of myself at the launch, fear of the unknown. I am not a fearful person by nature, but for some reason I have a lot of stock in Blood Money. I like the book a lot, I so want people to like it too, for it to fire up for them the moral questions the subject matter does for me, I want people to read it and ask themselves what they might do in the situation some of my characters find themselves, to carry donor cards, to be ‘aware’.
Then I think, ‘good grief, get over yourself Missus.’
Well, Blood Money will do as it will do. I want only to tell a story, to be read and to entertain. If I can pull that one off, it will do, it will do nicely.
What is the appropriate wish at this time?
Break a nib?
Have a great launch. It’ll be fine.
Thanks ‘holic. I think break a nib is just perfect.
A x
Ah fantastic, sounds like it all went well! You’ve nothing to be nervous about!
Got my sister on the case for my birthday present, I’ll be reading this one in Florida, can’t wait!!!!
Now get on with the next one
xxxxx
Thank you honey! It was a wonderful night, only sorry you couldn’t be there. Have fun in Florida, I am very jealous indeed.