Celebrating the Magic of a Special Book Release

Well, November 15th finally arrived, and honestly, the wait felt longer than a Tolkien marathon. But guess what? I'm officially a published author! You can stop holding your breath now. While the paper and digital ink confirm it, my brain hasn't quite caught up. I think it's because I know the real adventure, the raising of this literary child, starts now. It’s a bit like a new parent realizing they now have a tiny, demanding human (or in my case, a demanding dark fantasy novel). I need to nurture it, advertise it, and probably give it a stern talking-to about its moody plot twists. And, naturally, I've already spotted a few typos and phrases that keep me up at night, so a V2.0 is already brewing in the cauldron, alongside the full-blown sequels in all their gloriously dark, messy splendor.

Now, let's talk about the release party. It was genuinely special! I owe a massive, teary-eyed thank you to everyone who showed up. The support was so overwhelming that I almost needed a fainting couch. My biggest fear wasn't fumbling my words while reading a sample; it was showing up to an empty room, reading to a potted plant named Harold, who probably wouldn't buy the book anyway. But you guys saved me from that embarrassment! I've included these photos from the event to prove that even a guy who is neurologically divergent, deals with dyslexia, and is an HSP (Highly Sensitive Person, for those playing along at home) can break all the rules and still come out smelling like... well, a French maid. Yes, I know that makes zero sense, but it makes me giggle, so we’re rolling with it! Thanks again for celebrating the birth of Fated Warriors of the Gods with me! Now go buy a copy and let's get this party really started!