I am ridiculously excited about The Thirteen Treasures of Britain being available in paperback. Inordinately excited. Irrationally excited.
But holding it in my hands — feeling its heft and thumbing through its pages — makes being an author somehow more “real.”
Obviously, ebooks are real. I’ve read countless stories on my kindle, and they were all as absorbing and wonderfully mesmerizing as any physical book I’ve picked up.
A real book. A tangible, physical, glossy-covered real book. It’s got me giddy.
I highly recommend you buy a copy (but then again, I am highly biased). I’ve set it at a reasonable price ($10.99). GO HERE if you’d like to pick it up.
Then when it comes, you can bask in its glossy glory.