It's a strange concept to think that Tori, Etta and
all the cast of Glass Houses have broken free from my pc and are now out there, in book
form, making their own way in the world. Obviously, now all I can do is hope that
they, and their plight, are well-received. Meanwhile, I've been having a ball on their behalf.
We launched Glass Houses at my local pub last week and I have
to say, the evening was right up there with the top nights in my life. Everyone's
enthusiasm and support for this book, including those who could be there and those
who couldn't, well, it touched my heart.
The realisation... |
That isn't to say that the evening didn’t go by without incident (this is me, we're talking about) and let's just say, that this is what I've
learnt for next time:
- There is no need to thank the bar staff's dog walker or
the trees which were chopped down to make the book.
- Do consult index cards for reminders of the essential
aspects of the speech
- Don't stop your speech half way through because you fear
you're rambling (the damage is already done)
...I think I'm forgiven... also note amused friend on right! |
- Do continue until you have thanked your mum, publisher and
husband…
Oh dear.
Still, the 150 cupcakes looked cute with their Glass Houses
wafers, if you don't mind me saying, the Glass Houses cake (my only role was in
its commission) was so impressive and the 'posh pizza nibbles' provided by he
who shall always now be called, 'My Wonderful Publisher' in an attempt at
atonement - it is also true - went down very well. My husband's impromptu speech set up beautifully by my omission
of his long-suffering support, had a touch of brilliance and will always make
me smile.
You know, even though my husband, friends and family find it fairly hilarious, I think I'll always cringe with a touch of sadness that on the day, I bizarrely forgot to thank three particularly important people, not to mention my sisters who are always rushing up and down the motorway to help and generally buzz with excitement. But you know, nobody else seems to mind and my overriding memory of the evening and of this whole publishing process will be the overwhelming support and generosity of spirit of everyone: my friends, friends of friends, family, wider family, students and my fantastically warm community.
Oh, and we also sold over 70 books – and with people
bringing pre-ordered copies, I feel sure I signed over 100. To all who have
bought a copy, thank you! I truly hope you'll enjoy the read (and a tear or two
would make me very happy, too).