As I type this, my book is getting printed. For some reason I envision old-timey printing presses whirring out massive sheets of paper with folks racing hither and yon, wearing ink-splattered aprons and shouting things like, “Typesetter, tarry ye not!” — I bet, though, things are all slick and digitized and operated by androids these days.
My friends, I have completed another book. Me!!!! A sewing book!!! With projects and stories!! M tells me that when I am in utter disbelief, I become a bobble-headed doll. My head bounces all over the place while my body remains immobile. K has confirmed this, and apparently, I look ridiculous. I’ve been bobbling in full force for the past 20 months, which is how long the book took to complete — I thought it was 17 months, but nope, I was wrong. I am especially bobble-headed about the amazing blurbs my intrepid and fabulous editor garnered. Molly has been a long-time personal hero of mine, and I squealed when I saw her name on the cover. I think my editor may have secretly bribed her with mind-altering truffle oil from Saturn or something.
Wow. Wow. It’s called Sewing Happiness, and seems to be available for pre-order though it won’t be released until April 2016. It’s published through Sasquatch Books — they also published Little Kunoichi and everyone I’ve worked with is wonderful and I don’t have enough accolades. The cover was styled and shot by the inimitable team at Besotted; Tristan and Michelle have both become very dear friends (a little behind-the-scenes: I’m wearing Tristan’s linen shirt up there with a bulldog clip attached at the back to give me the illusion of a waist).
It hasn’t really hit me. I have a lot to say about this experience and I’m so grateful that so many of you stuck around during my poor showing in blogland, but right now, I’m just reveling in the unhurried pace and the fact that it’s DONE. Good things are afoot, I think.