December 2, 2004

What Happened Yesterday...

Imagine this is YESTERDAY, okay? It is yesterday at 10 in the morning and I say…

The gods in Alabama ARCs (Advanced Reader Copies) are here. They are like a paperback version of the book.I am weeping into my hair. I have three things to say about this.

First? It isn't a SLICK cover--it's MATTE. And It FEELS so good and THICK to touch all GRAINY and the title and my name are embossed (raised letters) and the whole back cover is this ROCKING, hugely supportive letter from my publisher telling booksellers that Warner is making this their lead book for spring/summer and why.

Second? The book looks like a PRESENT. A RAMPAGING genius at Warner had this idea to put a glossy paper BAND around the book, this sky blue band you have to BREAK to get into the book and open it. And of course the COVER is gorgeous and the PRESENT look just makes your HANDS ITCH to POP the band and open the book up. The band has the Christina Schwarz blurb printed on one side and a little bit of the jacket copy on the other.

And then THIRDLY I am going CRAZY holding this thing. It's my book and I wrote it and it has my title on it and my name on it in raised warm goldeny-orange-brown letters and it smells like clean, beautiful paper and fresh ink--it smells like a BOOK, like a new real actual book and it is cool and solid in my hands and I wrote it and it is real and in my hands.

I am weeping and weeping and can't stop touching it and turning it and touching it and weeping into my hair.

If you want to see the cover it is HERE. Click on the thumbnail to make it BIG. Right now I have to go tell everyone I ever met ONCE about this now, and tell the people who have known me for years 20 or 30 times.

The bad part:

Now imagine I finished writing that, and the baby needed lunch and etc etc, but I get back to my comp at about 2 PM, and I am spellchecking and whatnot, and SOMEONE, I do not know who, but SOMEONE throws a grenade in my mouth and BOOM! Half my head comes off. Or, anyway, it FEELS like that. Or maybe it feels more like someone took a burning torch and shoved down THROUGH my brain into my mouth. I don’t really have time to get an EXACT metaphor as I am too busy keening and scrabbling for pain meds and being on hold with my dentist’s office.

And you know how I feel about dental procedures…

Oh LORDY. So I spent the rest of the day in a Lortab/Valium haze, drooling onto a pillow, and TODAY I get to go have a FUN TIME getting a root canal.

You know what’s weird? Excruciating pain and impending dental horrors and cloudy waves of drugged sleep could not stop yesterday from being a MAGICAL day. I mean, MAGICAL. And as I sit here alternately typing this and fondling the ARC in my lap, I have to say, today, root canal included, looks pretty SPANKIN’ GOOD to me as well.

Farewell for now. It’s time to pop more Lortab, and then I must go cool my fevered cheek against the breezy beauty of the COVER of the ARC.

Posted by joshilyn at December 2, 2004 7:35 AM

Ooooh...nothing will dull the joy I feel for you today...even the fever/green runny nose/pinkeye that Owen woke up with! Congratulations! and enjoy that root canal!

Posted by: Amy at December 2, 2004 8:39 AM

Well, dental atrocity notwithstanding, I can see why yesterday was magical! Now what do I have to do to get my hands on one of those ARCs???

Posted by: Mir at December 2, 2004 8:51 AM

P.S. Yes, it IS all about me, why do you ask? ;)

Posted by: Mir at December 2, 2004 8:51 AM

I get a root canal this afternoon. I feel your pain. I do.

I prefer matte to glossy as well.

Posted by: Heather at December 2, 2004 10:55 AM

Oh wow. OH wowoowowowowowoowowow. I am so stupidly happy for you, I almost started weeping just imagining what that must have been like, holding your dream in your hands. And I don't even know you. Well, I mean I feel like I do, but you wouldn't know me if I tripped on your lawn, though I have a feeling everyone's going to know you pretty soon. :)

Posted by: ViVi at December 2, 2004 10:58 AM

gawd. Sounds like Warner did a bang up job. Glad to hear. :)
*grin* I'm sure Oprah will pick your book someday. :)

hee In 98 I made the book "The Gift of Fear" my gift to my friends.. Now I know what 2005's gift will be. heee

Posted by: Klint at December 2, 2004 4:20 PM

Oh! Can I pleeeezee have an ARC for Christmas? Can I, huh? Please? *makes pitiful beggin' puppy dog eyes* I've been really good this year.

Hey, and I had a root canal once, too. Shouldn't that count for something? *still beggin'*

Posted by: David at December 2, 2004 4:58 PM

What about that contest for the ARC! Foot stamp.

Posted by: KarenB at December 2, 2004 5:46 PM

There must be something seriously wrong with me because I read your e-mail/blog yesterday and then again today and I still did not realize that I could beg/plead for an ARC copy even though I know you snagged Lani's ARC. I must be losing...something. Not sure what. I can't believe the opportunity I missed not once, but twice! Day late, dollar short, root canal/ARC deprived. The upside, I understood the description of the skyblue band better today than I did yesterday. Yesterday I just kept imagining a rubberband. Silly ole me.

Posted by: Linda Sherwood at December 2, 2004 9:10 PM

How totally awesome about the ARC. I hope your mouth is better today. I loathe detest and hate the denist so my sympathies with you there.

I however can only dream about the magic that you are feeling right now. I thought I saw a cloud float up from GA that had pink sparkles and rainbows, and shooting stars..must have been some of the magic YOU CREATED floating up this way...

Congrats Pluffy darling.....I'm so happy. I'll give you 2 soul stones for a copy to show to EVERYONE in NC so that I can ensure that your sales here will be through the roof. (if you have peeked into game at all you KNOW how valuable thse babies are).

You totally ROCK and I am just so happy to say that I "cyber" know you...wait..that didn't come out right...where's Kimmi and that goat.....

Posted by: Gabi at December 3, 2004 9:57 AM

Sorry guys -- I do NOT at this point have any extra. My MOM is not even getting one. AND SHE IS NOT HAPPY ABOUT IT, my mom.

But a lot of folks have requested them at Warner, so my editor said I could have TWO and when I told her I had already promised two (one to an indie-bookstore in Alabama I just ADORE and one to my local indie bookstore owner) she upped it to four. So.

I hope I will get more later...if I do? Rest assured I WILL do some kind of drawing for the FtK regs.

Posted by: joshilyn at December 3, 2004 12:00 PM

Ponders going to ebay for a blackmarket we know anyone at Warner we can bribe? Shall we go on a mission? To highjack copies that I just know that they have in the warehouse, that are sitting there, cold and feeling neglected...this cannot be...we must free this copies from their chains and allow them to be held and carressed and adored......starts to hum theme from Mission Impossible......the game is afoot...or aknee..or ahand....grins and goes back to her plotting......This message will spontanously combust in approximately 10 seconds, 10,9,8,7, um....what comes next?

Posted by: Gabi at December 3, 2004 1:15 PM

I am a TOTAL lurker here, Joshilyn... but I am weeping in to my OWN hair as I sit here reading this. Even sparkly tiaras and glittery finger nail polish couldn't contain more magic than this day. You, simply, rock. Well, you and the matte finish tie for supreme rock...ness.


Posted by: Sara at December 4, 2004 8:57 AM