Let’s try this one again!
Reba, the goddess-patron-saint of Nashville (according to Jay Brannan) celebrates with me.
You can by the book here. Right here. At this handy link. This one. You can also read the blurb and an excerpt there to help you decide if you want to give this book a chance at a top spot on your e-reader.
Here is a link to the book on Goodreads, should you wish to add it to any of your shelves there, or maybe, possibly leave a review that says something nice about it. If you read it and hate it, you can also leave a review saying something not nice, I guess, and…well…fine. Be that way. 😛
I’ve mentioned before that I am often inspired by music. In the case of this tale, there were several songs that took root in my mind and which became the basis of inspiration for this book. Because I’m feeling self-indulgent, I thought I’d share three of them.
Never Let Me Go by Florence + the Machine
Astronauts by One Eskimo
All This and Heaven Too by Florence + the Machine
And, lastly, because this is my first book, I wanted to thank some people specifically and this seems like as good a place and time as any. Thank you to:
Keira — for co-writing this with me, and for being a steady support in all ways.
Jed — for being my best friend, for buying me the copy of The Light Princess years ago now, for supporting me always in everything, for being my sounding board, my beta reader, my one in a million.
Husband — for being a good man, a loving partner, and the best decision of my life, for being an amazing father, for making time for my writing, and for not caring one whit what I write about, so long as I feel fulfilled doing it.
Daughter — for giving up mommy time so that I can write, and for being an inspiration simply by existing, breathing, smiling.
JJ and Punny — for twelve years of support and friendship, for loving me unconditionally.
Alice, Beth, and Aimee — for beta readings, hand-holding, friendship, and lots of emotional support.
SIL — for helping with childcare, for being supportive beyond your call even when stressed to the gills yourself.
MIL — for loving my kid enough that I trust her to you, freeing me up to do what I need and want to do with regards to writing.
Any and all readers, past and present, of original works or fanfiction who offered me support, beta reading, friendship, kindness, criticism, and your time. Thank you. Thank you very much. So much love to all of you.