It's kind of a strange Official Publication Date, because This World We Live In has been out for weeks now. I quit posting blog reviews at number 35, but my guess is there are 50 or 60 of them by now, plus some magazine and newspaper reviews.
I have a particular fondness for the favorable ones.
Scooter, always eager for a cause to celebrate, woke up at 5 AM to play a rousing game of Let's Knock Over The Bud Vase. It roused me to hide the bud vase in the bathroom sink, which led to Let's See If We Can Break This Cute Little Box.
I prefer to think these games are an Official Publication Date event and not something I can look forward to every single morning for the rest of Scooter's life. Purr On The Neck is sufficient for me, if not for him.
There are other ways I know this is the Official Publication Date. For one, I dumped the countdown box on the right side of the blog. I noticed yesterday that it was already reading 00/00/0000, which was kind of a disappointment. I'd hoped to be there when it hit all those magic zeros, and for that matter, I hoped when it did, there'd be some bells and whistles. Well, if there were, I missed them, but I doubt any of you will miss the countdown box. So it's gone.
And Amazon is acknowledging the Official Publication Date by publishing my Official Letter To Amazon Readers. Scroll down the This World We Live In page and there it is.
They had asked for a brand new picture of me, so I had Marci come over a few weeks ago to take one. But for some reason, Amazon is using my old picture. Maybe they thought I was torturing Scooter (as opposed to vice versa, which is considerably closer to the truth).
I'll be spending the rest of the Official Publication Date procrastinating and eventually doing revisions on Blood Wounds. It gives away nothing of the plot (have you noticed I'm giving away nothing of the plot?) to say there are two big bad things that happen within the first 60 or so pages. I decided to change the second big bad thing, and that's where I'm currently stuck. Or, to put it a little more positively, that's where I'm currently positioned, and if I ever stop procrastinating, that's what I'll be working on.
All right. I'm off to go to my mailbox (filled, no doubt, with Happy Official Publication Date cards) and eat lunch, and procrastinate some more and then, finally, get to work.
All of which (except the working part) is a glorious way to start a potentially glorious April!