One launch and a moment of appreciation

Well, this is it: tomorrow is the big day, the launch for ‘Samiha’s Song’. And of course I can’t decide what to wear, and have no idea what I’m going to say, and everyone I know appears to be leaving town to go to the Wairarapa for the weekend.

You know, the usual pre-launch blues. (I can say ‘the usual’ because I’ve done this a sum total of once before.)

Meanwhile – and this is the thought that fires me up – my Writing Strong Women posters have been sending in their very exciting pieces to me over this past week, and let me just say, we’re in for a collective treat. We’ll be hearing from Glenda Larke, Kim Falconer, Tim Jones, Kaaron Warren, Helen Lowe and hopefully a few more bright minds over the course of this month. Each post is personal, excellent, different. I hope each one will generate as much discussion as the last two have done, and are still doing! (Check out the comments sections ofย Gillian and Nicole’s posts again – great stuff happening there.)

All I need to do to stop from worrying over what I’m saying tomorrow is to look at what these wonderful colleagues of mine are saying each and every day… I feel very lucky to know them all, and privileged, and profoundly grateful.


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6 Responses to One launch and a moment of appreciation

  1. Kim Falconer says:

    You will be fabulous tomorrow! I so wish I was there to cheer you on! Have a wonderful time and PICTURES please!

    xxx

    • MaryV says:

      Thank you m’dear! I wish you were here too. Not sure the pair of supersized suitcases under my eyes can bear many photos, but I will try… ๐Ÿ™‚

  2. Gillian says:

    May it go well! It’s a lovely book, so stop worrying!

    • MaryV says:

      Thanks Gillian! ๐Ÿ™‚ I can’t help worrying, I’m from the planet worry, the nation worrywort, street address #9, Paranoia

  3. Bahiyyih says:

    Pulleez! There have been enough worry trout in previous generations to keep you stocked in fried fish for life and possibly beyond. So no more of that, my lord, no more of that. I ditto the picture plea. The blessing about these kinds of occasions is that you never remember afterwards what you have said. The problem is that everyone will asking you to repeat it and tell us. We’re all cheering you on from the backwaters of Alsace and wishing we were there…

    • MaryV says:

      I wish you were here, too. So much. I have no idea whether anyone will turn up to this affair. It’s nerve-wracking… the do is on a long weekend and everyone and their third cousin twice removed is leaving town. There will be 5 folks there, I swear.

      On the upside, I won’t have to talk loudly.

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