This morning I got the phone call I've been waiting for. BJ told me that my books were ready to be picked up. An hour later, I loaded all my frisky kittens into the van and off we went.
Twelve boxes later, we drove off, the children somewhat squished but okay with that because they sensed my excitement. We went straight to my dad's, where he was privileged to receive the first copy out of the box.
This means so much to both of us. The ancestors in this book are his great-grandparents, and we have looked forward to this day for a long time. Additionally, a poem of his is included toward the front of the book.
My third published novel, but this one is by far the most personal. I am so excited to have it in my little paddy paws at long, long last.