I try to be nice. I try to accept all the good things life bring to me with humility and the bad with good grace. But dear God I am at the end of my rope!
Preorder for The Tethering is going super well. For a first time author, having 164 copies sold in preorder and only ten of them going to my mother is astonishing. The book’s gotten great reviews, and everyone is saying wonderful things about it.
But the killer phrase that’s going around, the phrase that is causing extreme panic in my soul, is Harry Potter.
The Tethering is nothing like Harry Potter! I mean yes, there is magic and wizards. Yes, my protagonist is male in gender. But The Tethering is not an epic fantasy book. There is no magical castle where they are hidden from the world. My characters exist in a world of airplanes and cell phones. In The Tethering, magic is meeting the real world, not being confined behind ancient walls.
Now that is not at all to say I don’t absolutely love Harry Potter. I do. I think J.K. Rowling is a genius! I crave butter beer! I want to ride the Hogwarts Express.
But that’s just not what The Tethering is. And I’m so afraid that someone will read that it’s just like Harry Potter and go into the book expecting some epic world and a seven-book series. Then they’ll hate The Tethering for not being Harry Potter instead of giving themselves a chance to love Jacob Evans for who he is. Harry Potter is the boy who lived, Jacob Evans is the boy who loved.
Please forgive my freak out. I am grateful for all The Tethering love, just terrified of comparisons.
If you want to read the terrifying review click here.
If you want to preorder The Tethering and read about Jacob for yourself, click here.
Also, I apologize for the late post. My husband and I have been packing for the last two days, getting ready to leave Alaska and go straight to Pennsylvania for another job. Hi-Ho!