Amanda Hocking

Good news everybody! Switched now has it’s own blog! Since it’s the first book in a series, I thought Switched ought to be represented on it’s own. This site will still be devoted my ramblings and news, but all of the Switched new will be posted over there – and I’ll either mention it or link it from here.

Switched will be out in less than a week, and so far, the responses I’ve gotten for it have been positive. So that’s a yay. I’m still working on cover art, but hopefully, I’ll have things figured out soon.

I’ve post an excerpt on  for Switched. It’s longer than the one I posted for the the My Blood Approves books, but I’m a rebel that way. Read: here.  I also posted the sexy soundtrack for Switched. Listen: here.

 The one thing I’ve always hated about being a novelist is that books don’t come with soundtracks. Apparently, they’re working on enhanced ebooks, so in the future, that might not be true anymore. Yay!

I am getting nervous about the release of Switched. I personally think it’s a better than My Blood Approves, but everyone still might hate it. Who knows? Well, I guess I will know soon.

I plan on having a giving away for paperback copy of Switched once I get the cover sorted out, and I think I’ll give away a few PDF’s as well. But that contest will start on the 12th, so I’ll have more details then.

Also – the 12th happens to be my birthday. A 22-year-old coworker asked me how old I would be. I told her twenty-six. She said, “Wow. You don’t look like you’re almost thirty.” I’ve never felt so old in my life.

No, wait. That’s not true. I was a party for a friend of mine. He lives in another country, and he was just visiting for a few days, so his family was there, including his little sister. I was chatting with her friend about life, the universe, and everything. Then her friend told me she was born November 1994. And I was floored. I was having a reasonable conversation with a real, live person, and her entire life, Kurt Cobain had been dead.

I don’t know. It’s just a weird thing to fathom. That people who were born after Kurt Cobain died are now old enough drive and stuff. It’s… strange.

But anyway… please buy my book on Monday. Thank you, and the end 🙂