The Historical Novel Goes Out Into the World

Now I have a book, and it's precious to me. I spent a long time working on it, and almost a lifetime wanting to hold my own novel in my hand.


First, I wanted to sign one. I had a special pen reserved--an old style calligraphy pen that I believed would help me write legibly since I can't always read my own writing.

So, I signed one. My first signature on my first book and to a friend who'd encouraged me when I felt the most discouraged. The ink bled.

I have to use a regular pen...  Fine. I'll write slowly.

Next, I decided to hand-deliver a few books. The first place I intended to leave my novel, I arrived after my friend had closed her business for the day. The second place, she was on vacation. The third...nope.

Finally, I was able to catch my friend at her business. I stayed between her and the door and she was going to get that book. 

It was worth it. Her smile was a big as mine.  

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