The countdown is over, chickens—it’s RELEASE DAY! It’s been a long time coming, and I am so, so happy that A SPEAR OF SUMMER GRASS is out in the world. It’s a day of mystery and magic, which suits the book. It’s Walpurgis Night, Beltane Eve, the eve of May Day—a celebration of creation and energy and life and color. For those who mark the turning of the seasons, there will be bonfires and maypole dancing and a bit of lusty kissing in the hedgerows. It seems an auspicious day to launch a creative venture into the world, doesn’t it? And how am I celebrating? With fizzy wine and a small bonfire thanks to a temporary firepit my husband constructed for me out of a pile of old bricks. If the rain holds off, we’ll kindle a modest fire and try to find Saturn as it cruises near the waning pink moon. It’s also the feast day of Blessed Hildegard, the wife of Charlemagne, and an ancestress of mine so many generations back I don’t even know the number. We’ll raise a glass to her and to the pink moon and to the old ways and new traditions. And we’ll raise a glass to everyone who has done so much for this book—readers definitely included!
If you’re reading the book, you might want to set the mood. Put on some speakeasy jazz—preferably Duke Ellington’s “East St. Louis Toodle-Oo”, the song I had on repeat as I wrote. Mix up a Black Velvet cocktail if you dare—champagne and Guinness and not for the faint of heart. Dab on a little of L’Artisan’s “Passage d’Enfer”, a perfume I think Delilah would stroke behind her knees to waft behind her as she walks. And don’t forget to pay a visit to the Café d’Enfer, the inspiration behind the Club d’Enfer, Delilah’s favorite haunt in Paris.
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