For me, being a debut novelist felt similar to being a new mother. First, there was curiosity, like when I was hugely pregnant, and my friends from childbirth class all had their babies. What went on in the delivery room, anyway? Was it really that bad? When would I go in there?
And then, it’s your turn, and you’re handed this…baby. Putting your book out there feels a lot like that moment. You’re proud, you’re in love with what you produced, and you’re thinking, “Oh crap, what am I supposed to do now?”
I suspect the next class of Debs is thinking something along those lines right about now. Don’t worry, ladies. Your baby will grow just fine, and you’ll know what to do when the time comes!
I’ve learned so much this year, and, like my first year of motherhood, I’m eternally grateful for the support I’ve had along the way. If being part of the Ball gave me anything, it’s the ability to look at other authors not as competition but as community, and that’s a wonderful gift. It’s allowed me to forge connections, not just with my fellow Debs, but also other writers that I admire.
I’m sorry the year’s over, it’s been a great party, but I think there are some bands starting up for me in other locations. Don’t be a stranger! Keep your dancing shoes on and come visit me at tiffanybaker.com, Facebook, and Twitter. Most of all, look for me on the shelves!
Thanks to all our loyal readers, thanks to my fellow Debs, and good luck to the new ones! If life’s a feast, books are surely the best part, and I wish you all lots of wonderful, reading adventures.