I used to be sure, SO SURE, that when someone was reading my book I'd know it. Like I'd somehow be aware of the fact that a person was flipping through the pages, that I'd know they were getting sucked into the little world I'd created. I don't know how or why I thought this, but I did.
I WAS COMPLETELY WRONG.
So it always surprises me when I learn about my book being read and reviewed, although in this case it was an extremely pleasant one:
The full summary--a really good one--and review can be found at Kirkus.