I woke up this morning with a tension headache. By the time I got out of bed, I was teary. And by the time I called Tiffany, I had tears running down my cheeks.
I was perusing the Crazy file yesterday and something was just … off. Peck is there. Molly’s there. The Gibsons are in rare form. There’s a LOT of goodness … everything besides that spark that I know when I hit publish says this: regardless of what this book does sales-wise, I’m proud of it.
You see, that’s important to me. I want to look at every book and know I gave it my all. That it’s the story that needed told. That I gave you, my readers, your money’s worth. That’s a big, big deal to me. I respect you and your dollars. Which is why I’m beating around the bush to type this:
Crazy will be pushed back to September 9th.
I wish I would’ve realized this sooner. Time and distance, I guess, help you see things you’re too close to see before. When I’m in a story, I love it to death. Maybe that’s the problem. I just loved Peck and almost killed him (NOT LITERALLY – CALM DOWN! LOL).
He needs a little more love. A little more attention. And I hate doing this to you because I know you’ve waited for so long for him. And Tiffany and Kim and Kaitie have done so much work in getting things ready, but … I can’t do it. I can’t give you work that’s not my best. I can’t ask you to spend your family’s dollars on anything less than … the spark. I want you to have the spark. This story doesn’t.
PLEASE don’t be upset with me. I know bloggers have me on their schedules and if they have to pull it now, I get it. You have your businesses to run the same as I do. But, at the end of the day, I’m attempting to provide you with a couple of hours worth of entertainment to let you escape from the headlines of the world. I don’t think (I hope) that pushing this back a couple of weeks won’t be construed as that big of a deal in the grand scheme of things.
Sticking to my world is also important to me. I told you it would be August 29th. But what’s also vital is the quality of the product and I refuse to put my name on something that I would have to grit my teeth when asked about.
I won’t do it. Not to me, to Peck, or to you.
I’m sick to my stomach over this. Honestly. I didn’t know what to do. Thanks to Tiffany and Kim for standing by me and encouraging me to keep the Locke brand quality high. I appreciate you both.
And I appreciate YOU.
I hope you understand.