Here is the link for my book on Nook. Presently I'm selling it for $2.50 there, US dollars. Judging by some of the books I saw there, that's a fair price.
Truthfully, I hate putting a price on my novel. It's just weird to me. I mean, there will never be an amount that would accurately match the amount of hours I put into it...ever. But I want the price to be attractive enough that people will want to buy it.
Because I like people reading my book. It feels good when they say they like it. Even my mother liked it..."enough". I knew it wouldn't be met with rave reviews from her because of the smidgen of language in it, the f-bomb was dropped twice, and there was a little bit of sex in it. Just a little. My mother can be a bit of a Puritan sometimes, but to each their own, right?
I love hearing what people's favorite parts were. One of my favorite scenes in the novel, is the "almost kiss" in the laundry room on Christmas day. To come so close, and to be rudely interrupted. Grandma Pearl meant well, but she obviously did not get the family memo stating that Craig and Angela were to be left alone! In many ways, that moment marks Craig's first breaking point. He decided at Thanksgiving that he wanted to see where his friendship with Angela would take them, so long as it was slow...but things begin to ramp up without his expectation. On Christmas he also gets to see the depth of Angela's pain over her brother's death, and it once again puts his own in perspective.
Craig's pain is very real, and in no way does his opinion that Angela's pain is worse than his own pain mean that it actually is. While it is true that there is always someone who has a worse situation than our own, that in no way diminishes the reality of what we feel and experience. Many times it's just a matter of perspective. Many times it's just knowing that we're not the only ones to feel pain and despair. For so long, Craig only ever saw his own pain. It consumed him.
But then he saw Angela's. And knew that he wasn't alone. While Angela's struggle with her guilt over her brother's death was far from a perfect Christian example (there is no such thing, but we often think there is), it is enough that it gives Craig hope. Because Angela never stops fighting the despair that so often threatens to consume her; she often ran from it, denied it, but she never stopped fighting.
And I went on a lot longer than I intended! That happens from time to time.
Hope everyone has had a good Monday! Here's looking to more snow on Tuesday!