The doorbell rang a while ago. That always sends at least two of the cats into a frenzy. YIKES--STRANGERS! Now why they are terrified is beyond me. For one thing, we don't, as a rule, have serial killers visiting. In fact, usually we only have family visiting. And those family members are known to them and feed them. (Then again, when they visit, they just put the key in the door and DON'T ring the doorbell. Maybe the cats are smarter than I give them credit for.)
Usually, it's just a delivery. No person comes in. They just dump a box or envelope on the step and take off again. That was the case this morning when the Fed-X guy rang the bell. And inside that familiar white bubble-envelope was one copy of my next book, Bookplate Special, and three cover flats.
Yee-ha! It's a real book!
Years and years ago, my friend Doranna Durgin told me that getting that first copy of your book never gets old. She was right. When Frank yelled, "Fed-X man!" I knew what it would be and I ran to the front door and frantically cut open the envelope -- and -- yes, did a little Snoopy Happy Dance.
The rest of you don't have to wait too long to get the book, either. It will be released on November 3rd. I'm anticipating that it'll start showing up in bookstores a week or two before that date. This book is special to me. I got to write about something that's important and hopefully it'll be a teaching moment, but not a preachy one.
And speaking of the book, I just got a copy of the review that's in Romantic Times. Of Bookplate Special, they said: "The third top-notch Booktown mystery is a cleverly plotted cozy with everything a reader could want: mystery books, delicious food and bad guys. With its bookstore setting and small-town charm, this series is bound to be a favorite for cozy readers."
I'd say that was worthy of a Snoopy Happy Dance.