Today is the 19th of April, which means it’s been about two months since I launched The Copper Promise at Forbidden Planet. It feels like that was roughly an eyeblink ago, but no, two whole months have zoomed past, and now it’s bloody Easter already.
It’s been an interesting couple of months. I suspect it has gone quickly because I’ve been working like crazy on the follow up to The Copper Promise, with an actual deadline looming over my head, but also because it’s been filled with the surreal experience of people reading my book. Friends and acquaintances have sent me photos of my book in bookshops, which is strange and lovely enough, and readers have got in touch to tell me if they enjoyed it, and who were their favourite characters. Stuff like that. For someone who believed a short while ago that they would probably never be published, that’s pretty amazing.
One of the things I didn’t realise before I hit the alarmingly steep learning curve that is being a published writer, is that you have to be thinking about several books at once. While I’m talking to people about book 1, I’m editing book 2, planning book 3, and contemplating books beyond The Copper Promise series. After feeling like writing is such a slow process, everything suddenly seems incredibly fast; after all, this time next year people will be reading book 2, and I will have just finished book 3. No wonder my perception of time is wonky.
Anyway. I just wanted to say another huge thank you to everyone who read The Copper Promise, everyone who came along to the launch and to the interview at Blackwells, everyone who has sent me a photo of the book out in the wild or sitting on their sofas, everyone who has written a review (you ROCK), everyone who has contacted me to say kind things, everyone who took these characters to their hearts, as I did, all those booksellers who put the book out on display… Basically, everyone. Writing reviews and talking about the book – these things are incredibly important to a debut author, and you have all helped me more than you can ever know.
In a dodgy tavern somewhere, with a leaking roof and a number of swords leaning by the fireplace, Wydrin the Copper Cat of Crosshaven is pouring another glass of mead and toasting your health.