Not Ark, even though I would love 40 days and nights of rain. ARC, or Advanced Reader’s Copy, is the mostly-edited-but-there-still-might-be-a-few-tweaks-left version of a book that is sent out to review houses, book bloggers, and so forth so they have enough time to read and write a review by the time the book is released.
If you think about it, if you’re, say, USA Today or Foreward Reviews‘ book reviewer, you’ve got a lot of material coming at you. To have the time to read critically and write up your thoughts requires some breathing room. So these copies get sent out a few months in advance. (I’ll say this though: there aren’t going to be many tweaks between this and the Final Copy, maybe two or three typesetter issues. I have amazing editors with eagle eyes.)
I got an early morning call that my ARCs went out and a surprise knock at the door was a copy for me to hold, too! (I cannot stress enough that I have literally rolled out of bed here. I’m in my Oak Cliff Film Festival sleepshirt, for crying out loud.)
I am so proud of this book, of all the research I did while writing it, the eye-opening experiences from researching a time that has been Anglicized to the point of absolutely washing away important people in our nation’s history. And beyond that, I really, really love these characters.
I hope that come December 3 (release day!) you will, too.