Yesterday my book was supposed to be available. I didn't have time to check my email until mid-afternoon and immediately saw three messages from my publisher. I hoped it was a press release I could pass on to folks, maybe a notice my e-books were now set up on Amazon.com. But no, it was none of those.
It was a second pass through to check the few corrections that were needed from the first pass through. Ugh! Disappointment oozed as I verified that yes, the mistakes had been corrected. I agreed my book was ready to go to press.
The second message was a bill. It was small, but I am expected to pay for the corrections in order to proceed with the book making. These mistakes were spacial, not typos. A line had dropped down in a few places when it shouldn't have. I don't feel that these were my mistakes, but if I want things to proceed, then I pay the bill of $31.00. I paid.
The third message was to tell me I had messages from my publisher! That, at least made me smile. They are a good company and want my book to be a professional product. Their reputation is on the line with each published book.
As much as I want my book to be released in April in honor of Child Abuse Prevention Month, I have no control over what will happen next. I'm waiting for the next "due date" to be shared with me. Until then,
I wait and wonder.
It reminds me of waiting for my babies to be born. My other book releases gave me the same feelings of expectation. My book won't be rushed. And so I wait.
Til next time ~