During the past three weeks, two dozen bloggers have posted about my new book. But that was just the warmup. Now we're going to see about that many more bloggers posting during the next three days. I'd like to thank author T.L. Hines, the man behind the curtain at CFBT, for putting this big promotional push together. And I'm deeply grateful to the following CFBT bloggers for posting today about A Family Forever:
M.C. Pearson at Mimi's Pixie Corner loved the book--and it sounds like her husband loved it even more. He would have read it in one sitting, but she made him put it down and go to sleep.
Frequent "No rules" commenter Bonnie Calhoun of Bonnie Writes enjoyed the book, too.
Today Christopher Well, author of the deliciously-titled crime novel Deliver us from Evelyn (I believe it will be out this month) has posted part one of a three-part interview with me. Bless his heart.
Another frequent "No rules" visitor, Katie Hart, reports sharing her copy of my book with her mother and four of her sisters, and they all liked it so well I'm almost (but not quite) too embarrassed to link to Katie's blog entry.
Thanks also to Linda Gilmore for posting today on her blog, Musings from the Windowsill.
This list will be updated throughout the day as other bloggers post. If you see a blogger I've missed, please let me know. I want to publicly acknowledge everyone who's doing me this enormous favor.
Beginning today and continuing through the month of March, there will be a special thread at the Steeple Hill message boards for anyone who wants to discuss A Family Forever. I'm a regular commenter over there, so you'll see me around. I'd love it if you'd pop over and say hello.
And finally, something that's not all about my new book: Terry Teachout (who is to this blogger what the Great Pumpkin was to Linus) has posted a beautiful essay this morning about the choice he made years ago to be a writer rather than a jazz player. My author friends will relate to the first paragraph:
The trouble with good advice is that nobody ever takes it. Kind friends warned me that a book tour is the only thing more humiliating than falling in love with someone who likes you back, but that didn't stop me from hitting the road and watching every single word they said come true. The TV people hadn't read my book; the newspaper reporters had, and hated it. As for the in-store appearances, the worst one was in a small town where I did an early-morning guest shot on the local radio station, then went to the mall and sat for five straight hours without signing a single copy.
Click over there and read the rest. And take some tissues with you. You'll understand why in a couple of minutes.