It doesn't actually feel like.
I released Flicker, a novelette via Kindle Select about a month ago, timed with the end of the A-Z challenge. I didn't give it much attention, just a one little liner.
And while I was thrilled when I saw it pop up on Amazon, I haven't actually talked about it much.
In fact, I've told a grand total of two people that I'm a published author: a random Korean I shared a burger with in Hawassa during a race and my sister who freaked out more than me at the news over Skype.
And really, I can't figure out why I'm hushing it. I mean, I've worked on this story for probably a year and a half, it's my first real published work and I have a sale! (Okay, it was me, but it still counts right?) Why aren't I over the moon about it?
Was it too easy? Am I not happy with it? Is it because the people I would want to celebrate with are no where near me? Am I worried that people will hate it, so it better to not risk the rejection?
I mean, I started this blog to chronicle the dream of getting published. It's done. I should feel something, right?
Anyone else have an unexpected reaction to getting their work out there?