A little over 3 weeks...

Curves for Days officially hit the market just over 3 weeks ago. The week or two on either side of that were hectic and exciting and full of social contacts and support and new experiences.
Since my last post I've done 2 virtual events: a panel called Dangerous Curves Ahead: Celebrating Plus-Sized Protagonists, which was a Bookstore Romance Day event sponsored by Parnassus Books in Nashville, TN and beautifully moderated by Katie Garaby (thanks, Parnassus and Katie, for this fun experience, and to my fellow authors for writing such good stories and being so interesting to talk with!), and the other a really fun one-on-one interview by Annie of Magers & Quinn Booksellers in downtown Minneapolis (thanks, Annie, Matthew, and Magers & Quinn for an all-around great experience!).
I've also signed books informally for Magers & Quinn and also for Next Chapter Books in St. Paul, with another quick signing planned for tomorrow at a pop-up location for Tropes & Trifles, which will be the Twin Cities' first all-romance bookshop!
Now, anyone who knows me knows I'm a deep introvert. I'm quite good one-on-one, but groups exhaust me, and even a series of individual interactions can knock me on my butt for a couple of days. So after that flurry of social activity around the book release date, I was wiped out. I kind of drew into my shell, concentrating on editing and hermiting.
I had plenty of work to do, because of a foolish mistake I'd made. The manuscript for Book 3 in the Galway series was due on September 1, and I was determined to present it a day or two before deadline. I'd worked diligently on it, gotten feedback on it from a few beta readers, revised it according to their excellent suggestions, and presented it proudly to my editor and agent with a descriptive blurb (like those 2-4 paragraphs on the book jacket that tell you what to expect from the book) a few days early.
The thing is, while I'm good at writing stories themselves, I STINK at writing blurbs, and my blurb was so bad it was like shooting myself in the foot, in terms of turning my agent and editor off of the (quite good) story before they'd even read it. So since then, I've been reworking the blurb to more accurately reflect the story, and reworking the story so that when they do read it they'll have no trouble seeing that it does in fact belong in the Galway series.
I've always been good with words.  It's humbling and distressing to find out just how bad I am with blurb-writing (Blurbs are words too, right???). Thank heavens for my friend/critique partner Mary, who is a genius with promo stuff. She's a lovely person, if a bit of a freak in her conviction that this stuff is FUN. I'd rather poke myself with sharp sticks.
Onward and upward...