A little bird told me Comet Jack was prominently displayed at the
local library so I rushed right over flapping my hands giddily like Homer Simpson. Low and behold, I found my baby sitting on its own easel, in the Young Adult loft, facing cover outward like like it had been picked best in show.
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Even better, the copy shows signs of wear.
Which means readers. Which means I'm a
very happy writer.
Soon I'll provide this worn copy with a brand new friend. I hope to have the (first) sequel out by the end of the year.
While I was at the library, I also snuck a peek at their computerized catalog,
pulling up my book. (That's a rush too. Seeing your name and your book on a library card catalog makes you feel like a Real Writer. I know, I know: what an amateur.) The Comet Jack entry had a new description, written by someone other than me. It's pretty good, so I may have to borrow it. Anyway, here's the description:
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"Jack is just an ordinary fifth-grader trying to adjust to life in a new school and deal with the schoolyard bullies who torment him. Then one day he accidentally falls out a window and suddenly finds himself whisked off to another planet, where he has been sent on a mission by the mysterious Comet Corps."
Okay, back to work. Comet Jack 2 isn't going to edit itself.