Look what came! What beauteous abundance! What splendiferous bounty! What magnificent magnificence! My book, my book, my book!
Okay, my ARCs. But still. Aren’t they purty! They have my cover on the front, and the catalog copy on the back, and a big red strip along the top saying that you aren’t supposed to sell them for $1.50 on Amazon after I give them to you as a gift, you schmucks. (And really, you shouldn’t buy those ARCs off Amazon either, because they’re not the final version of the book. They may have dropped a paragraph, or mixed up a character’s name for a scene or two. It could totally happen. I’m just saying.
Here’s what the catalog copy says:
In a fabulous blend of the bestselling traditions of Prep and The Devil Wears Prada, Secret Society Girl takes us into the heart of the Ivy League’s ultraexclusive secret societies when a young woman is invited to join as one of their first female members…
Elite Eli University junior Amy Haskel never expected to be tapped into Rose & Grave, the countrcountry’s most powerful — and notorious — secret society. She isn’t rich, politically connected, or… well, male. Between attending druidic initiation rituals, battling disgruntled alumni, and keeping a certain friend-with-benefits at arm’s length, pulling off that A in Russian Lit is going to prove a bit trickier than usual. And then there’s the little matter of George Harrison Prescott — a handsome fellow pledge who seems to offer everything Amy never thought she was looking for.
A witty, fast-paced introduction to the life and times of a young woman in way over her head, Secret Society Girl paves the way for the groundbreaking, genre-bending new series forthcoming from one of the hottest young authors writing today.
I love it, though oddly enough, the actual flap copy on the book is very different. I don’t even think that poor George here gets a mention on the flap copy, though Demetria and Malcolm are much talked about there, and don’t even enter the picture here. I actually love both decriptions of my novel, however. (I’ll see if I can get the flap copy up soon.) They focus on slightly different aspects of the book, I think.
Anyhow, last night I had the totally novel experience of sitting in a room with someone (Sailor Boy’s mom) who hadn’t been involved in the creation of this book while she read it. And laughed. And pointed out her favorite lines (a few of which, I was forced to report, were her son’s idea. But not many. I can totally be funny on my own).
This month, I’m giving away a copy of my ARC in a contest for my newsletter subscribers. (I might do a blog contest, too, I haven’t decided.) Anyway, sign up here!
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Hey, remember when I was having all of those mixed feelings about my book during page proofs? Totally gone. I love my book. It rocks so much. I’m drowning in love. I’m bathing in a sea of love. I’m a Nereid in a lagoon of love, I’m a piece of kelp waving in an ocean of love, I’m a benthic worm wriggling in the sediment of the ocean of love love love.
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