Why hello! It's so good to see you again. Techie Boyfriend and I got back to the US about a week ago, whereupon I went to New York City for an unspeakably dreamy visit at HarperCollins, about which more in a future post. Now, we are crashing at Hippie Roommate's place (remember Hippie Roommate? She came into a rambling old house in the countryside which she is fixing up. I get to plant the flower garden!) while we figure out our next move.
I am in that exhilarating post-travel phase where I own precisely one hair elastic and one pair of socks, and had to borrow Hippie Roommate's underwear because I lost all of mine in the Lisbon airport and have been too busy writing Novel 2 to buy more.
I was planning to get exciting swag organized to give away with the ARCs—gift baskets! bags of fancy coffee to keep you 'wild awake' while reading! stickers! bookmarks! illuminated manuscripts hand-lettered by Trappist monks! But the stress of trying to put together Martha Stewart-level swaggery while not even wearing my own underwear was turning into me into some kind of hyperaggressive stress-monkey, so I pulled the plug on it and decided to write this post instead.
With this in mind: three lucky ARC winners will win an ARC. There will be no coffee beans. There will be no Trappist monks. There will be no pixelated and poorly cropped stickers I spent seven hours trying to design on this #%@$#% impossible sticker website and then ordered anyway, in desperation, because I felt like I had to make something. I may slip in a handwritten note scrawled between the hours of three and four AM, and if I do it will probably be too strange and revelatory and include wavering drawings of radios and bicycles and other things from the book.
Are you okay with this, oh potential ARC winners of mine? Are we cool?
If we are cool, and you are interested in getting an ARC of WILD AWAKE and no swag whatsoever, leave a comment below, and I will select three winners at random just as soon as I get this gum out of my hair.