And now a funny story....
So my family is kind of religious. My great grandfather was a preacher in Oregon during the Great Depression. No one has followed in his footsteps, religion steadily losing its grasp on my family, but my mother is Christian and does not like what I write. At all.
She tries to be happy for my success though. Today I showed her how awesome the book was doing and her face lit up. I don't know exactly how our conversation went, but here's a few funny lines:
"So what's it about?"
"Gay alien male pregnancy romance!"
(all happiness drains from her expression)
"Why do you write that stuff?!"
".... uh... what do you mean?"
"You probably wish you were a man!"
"A gay man. Who is also an alien. And starting a family!" (At this point, I'm just fucking with her.)
"I guess if I want to live somewhere that's good and not evil I can't invite you over."
"Yeah, no, definitely not."
So. That's what being a gay romance writer is like in my family. I totally play into it and have fun with them. My mom tries very hard to be supportive even though she's embarrassed. Thanks Mom.
And thank you everyone who got the book! Seriously. I keep thinking 'today's the day it flatlines' but it hasn't done that yet. It'll be any day now, and that's alright. Thank you!! :D