As some of you know, I have a middle grade book coming out in 2013 (shameless plug). Part of the excitement of having a book come out is watching all the stuff come together. The cover art, for example, is looking fantastic. So is the map. I have printouts lying around the house to show people so I can get their opinion. Also, of course, to brag.
Hey, at least I’m honest.
The other day, my oldest son had a very good friend of his over. Stuck in separate classes this past school year, the two boys just haven’t been able to see each other much. They had a great time, running and playing and talking nonstop. After a couple hours, as I heard them winding down a bit, I went down with the picture of the book cover.
My son grabbed it and showed it to his friend. “This is my daddy’s new book! It’s going to be published.”
I know I’m doing well when one of my kids refers to me as “my daddy,” but I tried to keep a straight face.
“Wow,” the friend said. “That’s really neat!” He looked at me, his eyes wide. “Do you know what it’s going to be about?”
“Um,” I said, caught off guard. “Yes. I, uh, wrote it.”
“You mean it’s all done?”
“Yeah. It’s – ”
“Oh.” He handed the picture back to me and ran off to play.
Sheesh. I get that it’s the next book that matters, but really? Sheesh.
Talk about shameless plugs..How about”MY son the PUBLISHED author!” And also the facial expression when some non believer says “Yeah? which publisher?” and I say Scholastic! Sooo very nice.