Since smart-ass responses are always first to arrive on scene when my brain is asked a question, I’m inclined to tell you how shocked I am that I don’t yet have a butler, a private plane, a pool, a pool boy, or even one of those really nice bird baths.
In reality, there hasn’t been much that’s surprised me. I’ve been delighted by some really great response to the story, including a 4 ½ star from RT Book Reviews, a listing as one of ten “notable debuts” in Writers Digest, and a declaration from Booklist magazine that “Fenske’s off-the-wall plotting is reminiscent of a tame Carl Hiaasen on Cupid juice.”
Incidentally, I think “Cupid juice” sounds deliciously filthy.
But I while I’ve been thrilled with the great reviews, I wouldn’t say “surprised” describes my reaction.
I could give you some dorky answer about how I didn’t expect to be so dizzyingly, terrifyingly, nauseatingly busy with book promotions and signings and guest blogging and my own daily blog and all the usual stuff like maintaining a day job and a house and an impressive belly button lint collection.
That’s true, but it’s a dumb answer because of course this was going to be a busy month. Duh. But when you sign the book contract, you also sign a fine print clause that says, “I hereby surrender my right to complain about anything related to being a published author because I JUST GOT EXACTLY WHAT I’VE BEEN DREAMING OF FOR YEARS!”
So that’s not my answer, either.
I guess the one, solid response I can give you to the question of what’s surprised me most about being published is that people are reading my book.
I know this sounds like a terribly moronic concept. You would think it might have occurred to me at some point during the last 17 months that one or two people might stumble upon Making Waves on the shelves at WalMart or Barnes & Noble.
But deep down, I don’t think it ever registered that anyone besides my agent, my editor, and my mom might read the book. In the back of my mind, we were going through these exercises in selecting cover art and choosing titles just so we could all pat ourselves on the back before tucking the manuscript in a drawer and calling it a day. My brain never wrapped itself around the idea that anyone might actually read the book.
But they have been, and I’m glad about it, and I’m trying hard not to be too terrified by the notion that oodles of strangers are reading words I’ve written and thinking, “wow, that chick is a pervert.”
Or something like that.
If you’re one of the people who has read the book, I thank you from the bottom of my heart. If you aren’t, I still thank you for reading this blog post without leaping to the conclusion that I have some sort of serious mental health issue.
Wait – you are thinking that, aren’t you?
Juli has trouble fitting in, though she’d prefer to keep the reasons to herself. But when she mistakenly stows away on a ship of misfit corporate castoffs, her own secrets become the least of her concerns…
He knows plotting a diamond heist may be considered unusual behavior…
But Alex isn’t feeling very normal when his unscrupulous boss kicks him to the curb. Meeting Juli doesn’t do much to restore normalcy to Alex’s life either, but it sure is exhilarating!
As Alex and Juli bare their secrets—and a whole lot more—they find that while normal is nice, weird can be wonderful…
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
“Don’t Pet Me, I’m Writing” and lives in Central Oregon, where she is working on her next novel, Believe It or Not, in stores March 2012. For more information, please visit http://www.tawnafenske.com/ or follow her on Twitter @tawnafenske.
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