1st of December today. Phew. It goes so much quicker when you’re older. Last weekend my son was given a Ben 10:Alien Force advent calendar (very in-tune with the whole Christ thing, I know), and he’s been desperate to open it. These past few days must have felt like an eternity to him, looking up at the calendar in the kitchen, craving that one small chocolate that’s hidden behind each door. The excitement of chocolate after breakfast has been almost too much for him to bear. He was very pleased to have it this morning, and I’m sure it will brighten his day for the next … 23 days. As if to mark the occasion, winter seems to have dropped on us this morning, too. First frost, cloudy breath, cold ears on the way to school.
So, it’s just 24 days until Christmas. Great. I love Christmas. Oh, and it’s just two months until… Dry Season is published. 9 weeks. That’s all.
I know, I know, you’re thinking that celebrating the birth of Jesus is more important than my book, but you can’t blame a guy. I mean, I’ve been waiting a long time for this. As far back as I care to remember, I’ve wanted to see my writing in print and bound in covers. Finding an agent was exciting (especially one so good!), going to Orion House was great, preparations have come in increments, and everything feels as if it started so long ago, but it’s finally drawing near. With the help of all the great people at Orion (thanks Jon and Gen and Jade), I’ve done the re-writes, I’ve done the edits, I’ve done the proof reading, I’ve seen the cover, it’s on all the bookshop websites, but…I still won’t believe it until it I see it. In my hands. My book. And hopefully a few people will go out and buy it – they’re sure to enjoy it, and they may even take something away from it.