The Stars are Fallin'

I did it. I went through my entire “read” shelf and gave all the books stars. I don’t feel good about it. I didn’t want to do it. I needed to; it makes my OCD happy. I’m not hugely obsessive (though my partner may disagree), but there were a couple of books I wanted to point out with stars, and I couldn’t rate just a couple. No, it was bugging me not to rate them at all, not because I wanted to, but because there is a spot designated for it when you put a book on your shelf.

Yep, that’s how OCD works for me, but that’s not my point. It’s done. I don’t like the little stars, and I may clear them at some point down the road, but I did it. Weird, I know. Welcome to my world.

When it comes down to it, I suspect the entire project was a subconscious distraction. In less than a week Fallen will be released. I should be excited and nervous. I am both, but to a lesser degree than I expected. I’m intentionally keeping myself busy so I don’t think about it too much. I’ve been working on a couple of guest blogs to get the word out, but otherwise, I’m focused on the next two stories. One is with beta readers now, and the other is due to them by the end of the week.

Business as usual? No, not exactly. How could I say ‘as usual’ to my first release? I can’t. I won’t. I love it. I am excited, but I am also excited to have these next to stories nearly ready to query. The excitement is spread like a certain character’s legs. Oh, ow. Maybe not the best analogy, but it amused this girl. Now if you’ll excuse me, I need to rearrange my GoodReads bookshelves for the next three hours.

Ciao,
Pia