First of all, that title up there? Least imaginative ever. But everything I thought of was way too long (not that that’s ever stopped me before) or self-deprecating to the point of deeply awkward. So I went with bland. It seemed like the eh thing to do.
Second of all, my book (it’s called A Little Salty to Cut the Sweet, but Martha gets the title mixed up and calls it A Little Bit of Salt and A Whole Lot of Sugar!) comes out in about nine weeks. I can’t think about it / type it / say it / allude to it without wanting to breathe into a paper bag. I mean, I’ve never actually used a paper bag as a breathing aid before, but I’ve seen it in the movies several times and it looks like it’s super effective. And for the record, my runner-up hypothetical coping mechanism is to lock myself in a room and watch all the seasons of Flipping Out. Or maybe I’d watch Veronica Mars. I guess it would depend on my mood.
I’m spending way too much time focusing on my pretend emotions, aren’t I?
Third of all, some talented people who work for my publisher made me a very sassy book page, and it is now up-and-running right here on the blog. For some reason I like the fact that it’s here and not on some official author site (note: I do not in fact have an official author site, so that might make hosting a book page there sort of tricky). REGARDLESS, even though I’m basically 94 kinds of terrified for anyone to read my book, this blog feels like home to me, so it all seems more comforting and less likely to cause panic attacks if the book page is just kind of hanging out here, dozing when nobody’s looking at it and also hoping that somebody might stop by with a bucket of fried chicken or something.
(I know I’m rambling right now. But you must understand that my mind is pretty much A DEATH TRAP OF FEAR.)
So. Here’s the book page. There’s a place where you can download the first chapter if you’re into that sort of thing (it’s actually the table of contents, the introduction, and the first chapter, but I am giving you way more information than necessary because my nerves are kind of WOUND UP right now). And listen – if you have no interest in downloading the first chapter, I totally understand. A little bit of me goes a long way. Especially when I’m feeling like Judy Grimes.
Anyway, thanks for being so kind and supportive and all-around wonderful. And thanks to Tyndale for making the book page, because if the promotion of this book had been left to me, the marketing campaign would look something like this:
I wrote a book. But you don’t have to buy it. I hope I haven’t bothered you. Would you like some bacon?
edited to add this P.S. – I forgot to mention that there are some Pinterest-y and Twitter-y things at the bottom of the page…just wanted to point that out since there were some very nice people who went to the trouble of designing that stuff, and I think they did a great job. So grateful for them!