After much putting off of the inevitable I've done it. There are now books in the wild - out there, waiting to be found. I feel ridiculously nervous, as if I've just let my child walk home by themself for the first time. And if I feel like this about leaving a book to be found, I can only begin to imagine how authors must feel sending off manuscripts or waiting for first reviews. My heartfelt admiration goes out to all writers releasing their creations to scrutiny.