This is what members of my family have asked me, when I told them I sold Kissing Trick to The Wild Rose Press, and now that I’ve sold Doggone to Blade Publishing.
Here’s my response: When are you going to ask a real question?
What is a “real” book? Anyone know? Anyone? Anyone? Buehler?
Do you know what my kids and their friends say? “Hey Mom! This means you’re a REAL published author!” For them, an ebook is still–a book. It’s got a story, it’s got words and a cover. (Or it will, anyway.) It may be a virtual cover, but it’s still a cover.
A real cover.
What my siblings (baby-boomers ! The lot of them!) don’t understand (except for my brother, who owns not one, but TWO Kindles) is that ebooks are books. The kids, who are used to reading on the computer, on PSPs and DS’s and PDA’s and other electronic devices, don’t have the same prejudice that my sisters have. I guess it’s up to me to educate them.
But first I have to work on my mom. When she found out my books are romances, she said, “I don’t want to know about those.”
When am I going to get a real family?
