Sometimes my bad habit of ego-searching on my own name and book titles has a serendipitous result, as most of my bad habits (excessive drinkin’, pants loss, and imagining I am sort of an intellectual) often do.
I am sitting here going through the copy-edits on the manuscript for The Digital Plague, the sequel to The Electric Church, and lo and behold, The Digital Plague is now listed on Amazon.com. Who knew? I sure didn’t. You can go pre-order a dozen RIGHT NOW!
I just got an amazing email, too, which I will anonymously quote here. This is the sort of email that makes writers weep – after all, by this point The Electric Church has been out for 2 months and all the initial buzz and hoopla has died down, and I find myself sitting here wondering if that’s it. You can’t help it. I feel like I ought to be out on the street wearing a sandwich board and ringing a cowbell or something. So when I get an email like this, I get all warm and fuzzy (I’ve edited this email for brevity):
“I just want to say how much I enjoyed The Electric Church. I read that book daily – chapters at a time until my eyes felt like they were gonna bleed at 12 a.m. or later. I’m very glad to hear Jeff will be releasing a new Avery Cates book. . .I honestly can’t tell you how thrilled I am about these books, I haven’t enjoyed fiction this much since Lord of the Rings. – While they are very different from each other – they both keep me coming back for more. . .
“I hope this encourages you to keep writing, I look forward to more of your books.“
That’s gold. I don’t know about other writers, but I often lay awake at night imagining that the world picks up my book, reads it, and then immediately tosses it into the trash, shaking their heads in disgust. To hear otherwise is always wonderful.
Now, if only I could find those pants…