…is the release date for Matched.
People have been asking me a lot of questions, mostly along the lines of how does this feel and aren’t you worried about all the hype?
I can see why people ask about the hype and I’ve talked about it before on the blog. I understand that seeing a book often might make you feel that you are being “told” to like it, and that, as a reader, much of the joy in a book comes with the feeling of discovery. But in the end, what this means to me is that more people are likely to discover my book. And I find that incredibly exciting.
Those who know me personally know that, while I like to think I am reasonably friendly, I am also a rather reserved person. I would rather people not notice me and not talk about me.
But this isn’t about me.
Here is what I could have done for MATCHED by myself:
I couldn’t have written it without a family and a husband who believed in me.
I couldn’t have prepared it for submission without readers–some of whom have been reading my books since that first draft of Yearbook in 2003.
I couldn’t have sold the book without my agent.
I couldn’t have made the book worthy of publication without my editor.
I couldn’t have designed the beautiful cover or the interior or done the copyediting.
I couldn’t have put publishing muscle and publicity behind it.
I can’t take my author photos, or pictures of my book that look like this to use in promos or on my blog (thank you, Brook Andreoli).
I don’t own a bookshop–I can’t recommend this book or put it into people’s hands.
I’m not a book blogger who reviews and promotes books and whom people trust for recommendations.
And, ultimately, I can no longer read it new. By this, I mean that I can no longer experience the story for the first time.
I did what I could. I won’t lie–I worked very hard on this book and I care about it deeply. But it now belongs to my children, my parents, my husband, my sisters, my brother, the critique-readers, my agent, my editor, the designers, my publicist, the teachers, the librarians,the bloggers, the booksellers, and you.
It now belongs to you.