… or at least one ballot: that of the World Fantasy Awards was announced this AM and I was genuinely shocked to see that Blood of Ambrose was among the nominees for best novel.
“And at the top of the list,” my son helpfully observed as I sat stunned, mutely pointing at the screen. Which is true, the list being alphabetical by author surname.
That the book would win seems extremely unlikely, given the other nominees. I don’t think this is false modesty, or even real modesty, just realism. But it does seem kind of unreal that a book which was deliberately designed not to be award-bait has been shortlisted for this most literary of fantasy awards.
Must be doing something wrong. Guess I’ll do it harder next time.