On Thursday the 7.6 I finally got to share Djevelhogget with everyone. We gathered in the forest, for a talk about the book with my editor, some reading, and questions.
I’m not sure if it was the sun, the brownies or the coffee, but a lot of people came.
I was rather nervous about reading out loud, the world that has lived in my head for so long. But it was actually fun. And people was so sweet and enthusiastic on my behalf. I even got to sell and sign some copies.
A little bit later that night, we popped the champagne and toasted, just my husband and my closest co-writing friend.
I can still remember sitting down in silence, as my husband watched TV, to write the first tentative sentences, afraid to admit, even to myself, where I hoped all this would end.
And now it is out there, for real. On shelves or bed side tables, or perhaps under a half drunk coffee cup. That is a nice thought.