Okay, so in all honesty, the last thing I should be doing is blogging for myself right now. Well, blogging for you guys… I have a wicked amount of things on my plate, but I don’t want to forget this feeling. No, I want to immortalize it, bottle it up so when the day comes that this isn’t so fresh, I can read this again and be immersed in the amazing feelings coursing through my body.
I have never felt so blessed and so insanely grateful in my entire life.
FULL MEASURES released on Monday, and to watch where it’s climbed to so quickly has been surreal. I can’t count how many times I look at Jason and say, “hey, are you sure I’m awake?” He then replies:
It doesn’t feel real, and yet, somehow… it is.
The morning of release, I crept downstairs with Jason and assumed command of my corner of the couch. I opened up my laptop and, coffe-in-hand, kind of prepared myself for what the day was going to bring. My friends, my family, my agency-sisters all came out swinging for Full Measures, and the launch… well, launched.
Jason brought our Little Miss downstairs as she woke up, and as he handed her over, he said, “Say, good morning, published mama!” She then promptly threw up her entire breakfast all over the coffee table. Okay, that made it less surreal, and much more like the general tempo of our life.
The release has stunned me. Full Measures is on 16 separate Best Seller lists on Amazon, one internationally, and is rocking the top 150’s at both Amazon and Barnes&Noble (That fluctuates hourly, peeps, it’s maddening). I can’t possibly explain how this feels to me. I mean, come on, I’m a writer, and I’m speechless. Stunned. Grateful. Nearly in tears when I think of everything that is beautiful in this world, and then jumping out of my skin with the amount of energy pouring through me.
But it’s just sooooo exquisite!
This book is intensely personal to me. If you’ve read it, you can see why. I wrote it because I’m a military brat. Because the first time my mom sat me on her lap and said she had to go to war, something in me realized my life was not ordinary. Because my world revolved around my father, and I couldn’t imagine losing him to war because of that uniform he looked so handsome in. I wrote this book because I had the question in my mind, if I had lost my dad to war, would I ever have fallen in love with Jason? Would his death have changed my responsibilities? Would I have been capable of happiness?
I wrote this book because I wanted to show the strength of military wives. The strength of military brats, to peek into this life we all live with shaking knees and a sure heart. The strength in Ember isn’t modeled on one person, it’s 10,000 women I’ve met through the years. I wanted to show the ugliest moments of military life and the most beautiful. I wanted to show that when our heroes come home draped in flags, they don’t just leave a blaze of glory, they leave behind families who have to pick up the pieces and move on. One of my favorite lines from Full Measures?
honor of their sacrifice was a just and
reflective threads changing the definition of my father’s life from one of
service to one of sacrifice. That stupid gold star declared this
one event in his life, his death, more
important than all of the nineteen years that blue star had witnessed while
hanging in our living room window.”