Say you want to read Dani Noir. (And if you do, thank you!) Say you’re a really nice person and you’re dying to read Dani Noir (seriously, thank you!) and you’re going to run to the closest bookstore to grab it as soon as it’s out. Maybe you even pre-ordered (wow, thank you!). If this sounds like you, you may not want to read the rest of this post.
Look away.
Close this window.
At least cover your eyes.
I’m about to show you pictures of something you can’t have yet, since the book isn’t in stores till September 22.
OK, fine. You’re still here.
Check this out: when you write a book, the publisher sends you a couple advance copies as soon as they’re off the presses. So today, August 28, was the day I held my book in my hands for the first time EVER.
Look at these:
All day I was wondering what my reaction would be when this happened. Like, would I scream? Faint? Pee my pants?
Run around waving it through the streets?
Lick it deliriously?
Cry?
Flip out and force random strangers to read the first page?
Nope. None of the above.
I think I was in a stupor or something because I just stood there for this really long extended moment staring at the books—it could have been a few seconds, it could have been five minutes, who knows?—and then the security guard—I was in the lobby of Simon & Schuster—gave me this stare like, Um, are you leaving yet? And I grinned at her, and I ran off into the night (fine, it was two o’clock in the afternoon) holding my very first copies of my very first book.
It was awesome. The books are even more gorgeous than I expected. Thank you so much to all the wonderful and talented people at Aladdin, especially my brilliant editor Kate Angelella!
There’s more.
Because when you take off the dust jacket? It reveals… THIS:
Love.








I’d bet the S&S door person has seen plenty of authors with that reaction.