You’ve written and rewritten and rewritten your novel. Gotten beta readers and proofreaders to go through it, maybe copy editors and lime editors if you’re able.
Everything that can be done has been done. Cover have been designed, tweaked, polished, accepted, front matter done, interior layout done, tweaked, proofed, fixed, approved. Back cover written and designed. Spine designed, measured, completed.
Everything is done.
You hesitate, worried you’ve missed something. Sometimes you go back and check everything again, and again.
But eventually that moment comes. You push”publish” or “submit” pray to all the gods you know and/or subscribe to, and your dream goes out into the world.
And you wait. And fret. And market every way you can think of and afford to do.
And, of course, you order copies for yourself.
Sometimes you tweak design and re-order. Recently, I did both, changing interiors to cream-colored and covers to matte for the first two parts of the four- part City Series, and doing the same with my YA debut GENIUS HIGH.
And today, they arrived.
And here’s my advice. When yours arrives in your home, take that moment, open the box or boxes, and take that moment, and gasp at them.
From the deepest parts of your imagination to existing in reality…