I found out Tuesday that I made the Amazon Breakthrough Novel Awards SemiFinalists! For those that don’t know, that’s top 50 out of 5,000. It’s a miracle, and a dream, and only one cut away from a trip to New York.
I’ve said since January that this was going to be the year – and it looks like it’s starting. 🙂 I literally jumped up and down when I heard the news, called everyone I knew, and told my hubbie we were going out for a celebratory dinner and champagne. It still doesn’t seem real!
Even better than the news though is the feedback I got from the Publisher’s Weekly Reviewer. I’ll reprint it below so you can celebrate with me too:
The nameless narrator of this hard-bitten futuristic detective yarn struggles with addiction and recovery throughout a solid, tightly-written story. Years ago, the human race nearly destroyed itself in a series of wars and other catastrophic events. In a world of AirCruiser vehicles, teleporting techniques, and telepathic abilities – all skillfully woven into the story – the narrator, a telepath, stumbles across a serial murder case that pits the police department against the the Telepaths’ Guild. As the narrator and his partner, homicide detective Isabella Cherabino, untangle clues in a race to solve the murders and catch the killer, they slowly acknowledge their mutual attraction. The backgrounds of the narrator and Cherabino come to light via snippets of information that serve to delineate each character. The narrator’s former addiction to super-drug Satin is well represented in his struggles and cravings as he attempts to come to grips with his past mistakes. Written with clean strokes and a sturdy grasp of plot structure, this manuscript reaches a neat conclusion that isn’t too pat, while setting up hope for the future of the flawed narrator.
How amazing is that? Off to *Squee!* And celebrate some more!