I feel like Murphy’s Law was made specifically for me. Today I’m laughing about it, but a lot of the
time I turn the air blue with profanity.
It never fails. I find an empty
spot on my calendar, a couple of weeks in which absolutely nothing is going
on. I mark the end of that two weeks as
a book’s release date. This gives me
plenty of time to format, gear up for promotion and marketing, and all the
other little details that come with publishing something new.
And then as release day nears...BAM.
A call from my son’s teacher. “We
need to schedule a meeting.” And all she
and the rest of the special ed support staff have available is a day the week
before release. Maybe even the day of! Then his behavioral specialist re-schedules a
consultation right in the middle of everything.
A family emergency arises.
Someone is getting divorced. Or
lost their job. Or is in the hospital.
My mother suddenly decides this is the time to drop by unannounced for
coffee every day.
Something major breaks in the house, or the car needs a repair.
I tell you, it NEVER fails. Somewhere,
the being in charge of scheduling my life is cackling wildly every time I pick
a release date for a book. All I can do
is sit there and stare at my calendar and whimper, “Are you f-ing kidding me?”
Life happens. And it only seems
to happen whenever I decide to put a new book out. That’s just the way it works.
Re-releases are turning out to be no different. I have no control over when the contracts on
my first books run out. Due to Kalquor’s
increasing popularity, I must get those particular books re-released ASAP. As you might have guessed, things are already
popping up around the re-issue date of Alien
Conquest. I am watching and shaking
my head as the phone rings of the hook, people come for spontaneous visits,
appliances break down, specialists change my son’s schedule, and my extended
family’s drama goes into high gear.
Murphy, you merciless son of a bitch.
Don’t worry though. I knew this
was coming. I’m laughing it off these
days. What the hell, I can rest when the
book comes out and ready myself for the next time. Oh shit, that’s next month with Clan, Honor, and Empire. I’m supposed to re-release Unholy Union in April too, and I haven’t
even begun an editing run on that. Well,
damn. I guess the fun will never end for
ol’ Murphy.
And there goes the phone again.
Caller ID: my son’s school. Sigh.
