I finally have a release date for Snowstorm. The April 1, 2011 date came in a e-mail from my editor. When I read it, I gulped and sat there for a moment staring at the screen before I told my husband the news. For ten months I've waited for the release, and now, for the first time it seems very real.
Now, with the initial "hooray for me" phase over, I remember the reason I wrote the book in the first place. After years of listening to my husband (the psychologist) speak of the misery some teens endure, seeing it on the faces of some students, and observing the abuse and neglect foster kids suffer, I wanted to try to tell their story. I hoped I might give some kid, going through the same troubles, a little kernel of an idea about how to muddle through. If that doesn't happen, perhaps some kid will have a little better understanding about the problems some of their friends might be coping with at home.
In the end, it was never about me at all. This one was about the kids.
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Congrats! That's wonderful news!
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