Back from a week in the Lakes. October did us proud and apart from one very wet day everyone managed to do what they wanted to do. Mike only has 30 Wainwrights left, too, which is incredible. Fancy choosing to walk up a mountain just because you’d like to, rather than because you haven’t ticked it off yet!
So we came home to a cold house, boiler needed some tlc and an aerial that doesn’t want to receive. We’ve even gone back to factory settings on the box but still 0 channels available. Do I care about any of it. Right now, no! Why… because my book is out in paperback. The hardback version is wonderful, shiny and tactile but you have to spend £20 to hold it in your hand. The paperback version is still tactile and shiny and wonderful but is a lot cheaper. So I’m hoping that reading groups will find it a more realistic proposition.
I’m always hoping, hoping, hoping. I had a coffee with my son, John while we were away. We don’t often have one on one time, in fact I can’t remember the last time – just because there are busy diaries and a small child involved. He asked me a lot about the book, the process, my hopes and goals. Who was I expecting to read Watching You Fall? What sort of people? What was I expecting them to get from it? What am I expecting you to get from reading it?! Now there’s a question.
I want you to look forward to the next moment you are able to pick up the book, did I mention now available in paperback? I want you to believe in the characters, to want to know what happens to them. I want you to be absorbed in another world, able to forget what is going on at this horrible time, if only for a moment. I want you to be a little sad that you have finished it.
So I will keep doing what I am doing and hope that slowly one book at a time the sales will gather momentum and the publisher will be able to pay a bill or two and we can go on with book 2! Happy paperback day!