I talk about boob and crotch sweat in this post, a reality of the debut author experience that is rarely discussed in public. Sorry/you’re welcome.
Originally posted at Dead Darlings.
I’m about a month out from the publication of my debut novel, Cottonmouths, and let me tell you, it’s been a whirlwind. But my whirlwind is definitely different from other authors’ whirlwinds because as I’ve mentioned before, we’re all special snowflakes — and I don’t mean that in the troll-ish way. (I’m legit angry that “snowflake” has been co-opted because snowflakes are lovely and also a great metaphor for beautiful differences). Even if you have the same publisher, same advance, and same publication date, an author’s entry into the publishing world can be totally different, which creates a lot of anxiety about what to expect when you’re expecting your debut novel to pub.
Last month or so, I wrote a post about the random thoughts of a debut author on the precipice of publication. It felt right to follow up with a post on the random thoughts of a debut author after the publication of a debut novel, with an assist from O-Ren Ishii, a.k.a. Cottonmouth (this is one of my favorite movies and Lucy Liu is A++ in everything everywhere all the time).