Totally blew off the deadline on Charity yesterday in favor of prepping my local mini “book tour” for Faith. This involved driving around Charlotte, visiting bookstores to drop off promotional covers and business cards, and meeting (or, in one case, reacquainting myself with) the managers. This takes a great deal more time the weekend before Christmas than usual. Finding a parking space, for instance, was an adventure. But, for the most part, it is handled. I still have to branch out toward the western area, and maybe venture north to the University area … we’ll have to see.
The drive afforded me some time to relax, too, which was nice. I hadn’t had a chance to just listen to Paramore’s new album, brand new eyes, for instance. I’d given it a once through, and loved it … but I hadn’t listened to it. Yesterday gave me that chance, and I bopped along in the Hybrid, singing at the top of my lungs, between bookstores. Good stuff, good times … and a great album, by the way. If you don’t have it, I strongly encourage you to pick it up.
When I do things like this, I tend to avoid the freeways, preferring to tool along the surface streets and see what I can see. I’m a back roads kinda girl, despite my penchant for the culture and quirks that soothe my creative soul one can typically only find in or near a large city. Driving soothes me, and I become an extension of my car (or vice versa, perhaps.) It was, all in all, a pretty wonderful day. And now Sunday is here. Back to the deadline. I’ll take the time the evening to make a pot of Christmas gumbo for my friends at work who donated funds so that I could do so, but, for the most part, today is dedicated to Charity.
Those of you who pre-ordered Faith on Amazon have likely already received it. Some of you have let me know … Shannon, Karen, Kristine, and LeAnn (ohgosh, there’s more, I know I’m forgetting someone, sorry!) … thank you. I hope you enjoy. I become incredibly nervous at this time. Some compare a book hitting the shelves to birthing a child. I don’t. For me, it is more like … nudging that child into kindergarten for the first time. You hope you’ve prepared him/her well, and that he/she will shine. Because, for the first time, it’s out of your hands. I’m so grateful to all of you, whether I know you or not.
~kisses for the world~