This week I finished the final proof of Finding Felicity, so the next time I see it, it will be in published form. I have never worked so hard and I've never felt so satisifed. I can hardly wait to come home to a box of paperbacks waiting to be opened - I'm tearing up a bit just thinking about holding a copy in my hand. Sometimes, I find myself smiling and I'm sure people at the office are wondering what's happening. Other times, I am seized by a fit of anxiety about reviews and how it will be received. Will readers enjoy it? How will people react to it?
Those are things that I can't control. I wrote Finding Felicity a long time ago, and it is deeply rewarding to know that in a matter of days, it will released out into the world. Now, the characters and the story will have their own life in the hands of readers.
My task now is simply to breathe, surround it with love, and let it go.