Seanan McGuire (seanan_mcguire) wrote,
Seanan McGuire
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On authors and our crazy.

Well, we're two days out from official release, and I'm sleeping a little better at night, which is nice, especially since being two days out from A Local Habitation [Amazon]|[Mysterious Galaxy] means I'm now fifty-eight days away from Feed [Amazon]|[Mysterious Galaxy]. This is basically guaranteed to be a fun year, if you consider the distant sound of chainsaws and hysterical giggling to be the soundtrack of fun. I...kinda do, really. So that's all right.

As an author, it's natural and expected that I'll go a little crazy right around release day. I tell people it's less like having a baby and more like planning a wedding. You sink your heart and soul and resources and time and energy into this one day, and you just pray it'll be perfect, and that you haven't slipped into a horror movie (since weddings are basically catnip for demon serial killers). And then, whether it's perfect or not, you go to bed, you get up, and you carry on.

As a professional, it's also expected that I'll do my best to keep the majority of my crazy off the Internet. I'll twitch and flail and make little gasping noises about the pandemic, but at the end of the day, I won't scream at people, throw things, or threaten to have you all tracked down by my elite army of dinosaur commandos. (Well. Maybe the dinosaur commandos. They get so bored when they just sit around the barracks all day...) The Internet, as I have said before, is forever, and the fact that I'm having the release day crazies right now doesn't mean you won't be able to find my hysterical meltdown in black-and-white (or whatever your screen is set to) six months from now. As I do not want my crazy preserved for all time like fossilized mosquitoes in amber, I try to have more sense than that.

So if I've been overly crazy in the march toward release, I apologize, and hope that you'll forgive me. If I haven't been overly crazy, then, in the words of London Tipton, "Yay me!" You have all been wonderful, and I appreciate you all being here. I'll be running a few more contests in the weeks to come—as a hint, if you've already purchased A Local Habitation, you may want to say your receipt. I'll also be continuing to wind back down to my usual levels of madness, which has more pandemic, and less panic.

Life is good.
Tags: contemplation, freaking out, gratitude, state of the blonde
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Wedneday night, far too late, I found a copy at the local (for definitions of that world that involve spending 30 minutes in a car) big chain store. I had to get help, 'cause there was Rosemary and Rue on the shelf under your name, but not ALH. But I went to ask, and they pointed me to the 'new arrivals' section where they now have paperbacks. Your book was half gone. This was on Wed, 1 day after release.

Got my copy, was very good and did not start right after my normal bedtime (sleep is necessary for work, sadly), and then started it on the train on the way home Thursday.

I was very angry with the train when it stopped and I had to negotiate elevators and such where I can't read. I went back to reading as soon as I was home, and wow, it was good.

I am loving the lore, I love the world, and Tybalt is now my favorite character. It used to be the pooka from War of the Oaks, but you have a perfect king of cats.

And now I know who to recommend the series to. I flailed the first time, but I think with this one, I have it classified right...
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Squee.

And also, yay.