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Champagne Corks A-Popping

Those of you who know me may have noticed that I have not quit my day job to write full time. My last royalty check almost bought me an iced coffee at Dunkin Donuts, so Hi Ho, Hi Ho, it's off to the hospital I go. Getting a little validation, then, feels pretty damn good. And that's what we're celebrating today.

The American Library Association publication Library Journal runs a yearly contest for independently published e-books. There are hundreds of entries, but only one winner and two "honorable mentions" in each category. I am proud, excited, and not a little manic, to say that The Vials of Our Wrath was chosen for Honorable Mention in the Science Fiction category. The book will be promoted to libraries all over the country through their Best of Books magazine in December. A full review appears on their website.

The review, by Krisi Chadwick of South Deerfield, Massachusetts Library System, is available here: http://reviews.libraryjournal.com/2017/11/in-the-bookroom/self-esteem/indie-ebook-award-winners-2017/.

The highlights (ahem) are as follows:

"Tapper offers up a thrilling look into the inevitable sides of morality, scientific directive, and pursuing health to its extreme. His grasp of advanced medicine and people’s wants and fears make for an incredible read."

While this is still unlikely to get me out of scrubs and on my keyboard all the time, the acknowledgement feels great!


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