My first book, Bridging the Silence, the first book in a series of four novels about my fictitious rock band, The Blind Rebels, releases TOMORROW. How in the actual hell is that possible? It’s a crazy concept for me. I’ve lived with this band in my head for a while now and I’m a little protective of my boys. Now here I am putting them out there for the world to love (or scrutinize).
It’s hard to explain exactly how I feel about tomorrow, March 18th, 2022. I’m excited, after all my first book is coming out and all that writing and rewriting have become an actual bona fide novel that people will download (or buy a paperback copy of). But a small part of me is nervous, but I don’t know why I’m nervous or what I am nervous about. I’m just worried I should be more worried than I am. Because that is what I do. I worry even when I don’t have something to worry about (See: GAD).
Mostly I think there will be little pomp or circumstance. I will still get up at 5:30 am and take Abbie out and then take a shower and get ready for work. I will still drive into work and do all the things I do every other workday. Then I will drive home and probably get tacos for dinner because it’s Friday and I don’t want to cook because it’s Friday.