It seems I have gone into premature labor. I went on Barnes & Noble’s website today and discovered that they have just started selling Sex, Murder And A Double Latte online. I don’t mean you can preorder it, I mean you can buy it and have it shipped overnight. I’m assuming that if Barnes & Noble are selling it then Amazon won’t be far behind so for those of you who have already ordered it just sit tight, it will probably be on its way shortly. For those of you who haven’t ordered it but want to get it before it hits the stores by all means, head on over to the B&N site.
The official release date was May 1st and while I knew it was a possibility that some stores would be selling Sex, Murder And A Double Latte as early as April 25th, April 14th is simply not a due date that I had considered. It has occurred to me that this early offering was prompted by the review in Cosmo and/or the ad in Elle but while those placements were a big deal for me, I have a hard time believing that they were big deals for the bigwigs at B&N. But to be honest I just don’t have enough experience in the publishing industry to try to explain this one.
Like most expectant parents I’m a little thrown by this early delivery. There’s a part of me that feels incredibly unprepared. I mean, I have to clean the house! I can’t bring my baby into a dirty house. It’s one thing for me to raise my son is squalor (a lot of the mess is of his making anyway) but I really don’t want to subject my protagonist to it. Sophie likes things a little more orderly. And please don’t email me to tell me I’m insane—I hate it when people go out of their way in order to state the obvious.
This probably reads like I’m not excited about this and nothing could be further from the truth. It’s just that I’m sort of in shock. I had all these ideas about what I was going to blog about today but now thanks to this inexplicable but wonderful development I’m blogging about Barnes & Noble.
I can’t believe I’m saying this but as of this very day I am officially a published author!
Geez, I guess I better go clean the house.
Sex, Murder And A Double Latte