And so, here it is.
It is available on Amazon (and soon other places too) all over the world.
It is a strange feeling, a feeling of peace and relief.
This is not how I would have chosen to write my book. I’ve been writing since forever but always postponing, always impossibly busy doing crazy things with my life which, fortunately, as I stand now, didn’t turn out too badly. Then again, looking back, that was not how I would have lived my life, given a choice, which I felt I never really had: I always took it by force, wilfully, that choice, and did “whatever I very well pleased”, often to survive.
This book is similar: it was written in stolen time during a Nanorimo burst, just before I started working in a shop and therefore felt it was my swallow soul’s final wingbeat. It started out wanting to be a humorous novel and ended up being a desperate attempt to create a dream pension scheme of mine (I’m serious, the book is full of oldish people) at first and then, as friendships waned and faded and changed, a shrine to enclose precious thoughts in. By releasing it into the Bookverse, all those thoughts are now released and I am more at peace.
The narrative is a little chaotic, you’re not always sure who’s doing the talking. Chaotic, imaginative, confusing, frustrating, beautiful: all terms that have been used for me. So, I guess, there goes quite a big chunk of me! Shoo! Shoo! Off you go then!