Maybe I’m too impatient. I sent my lovely second novel A Jersey Midsummer Tale out into the wild ten days ago. Left with a local distribution company they promise to get it into the various retail outlets; bookshops, newsagents, museums, those whirly things that stand outside general stores and beach concessions, etc. Yet today there is no sign of it in either Waterstones or WH Smith.
I don’t expect to see it piled high with exhortations to ‘buy this new book before you die!’ Neither do I expect to see row upon row of them like WH Smith have the (apparently excellent) Guernsey Literary and Potato Peel Pie Society. But I am gagging to see my little effort make an appearance among the others in the ‘local interest’ section. So hurry up about it!
But at last a boost. I spent twenty minutes or so on the phone with young Ed Bolla of the Jersey Evening Post yesterday. They promise to feature it in a couple of Saturdays time – yay! I’m sending them a few copies of both Midsummer and Barry as competition prizes. (Ok I know – first prize is one book, second prize is two books…).
And my kindly employers have offered our newly renovated and pretty funky offices to hold a launch. I don’t know – no one will come will they? I just don’t do this networking, socialising stuff. Maybe it’s time I started.
Stay tuned for more stressing and artistic tantrums.