About a year ago at this time, I was submitting TPN (that’s my acronym for The Perpetual Now… get used to it) for a whole whack of indie book awards. One of them was the Best Indie Book Award (BIBA), which looked appealing but whose submission deadline wasn’t until the fall. I jotted it down on my calendar, put it faaaaaar away at the back of my mind, and proceeded to chase after closer fare. Well, the story of those award submissions played out as described in previous entries, and I’ve been more than happy with the results.
In October I was reminded of the approaching BIBA deadline and dutifully submitted my novel, uploading a PDF copy to save time and money. By then I was doing it almost half-heartedly: some of my later award submissions had been barely even acknowledged, and I was wondering if it was all worth it. Perhaps I should just be happy with the recognition that the novel had already received at leave it at that.
Then in December I received an email from BIBA, telling me that the final selection process was nearing its end, and that — just to be sure — they needed me to confirm my mailing address! OK, this is exciting.
On December 15th, my hopes were realized: my debut novel had been awarded the 2021 Best Indie Book Award for Science Fiction!!! They sent me a the award over the holidays.
Meanwhile, The Prairies Book Review published their review of the book, and the results were no less thrilling: Gripping, powerful, and unforgettable… An emotion-packed must-read. Bourgault infuses his exceptionally well-built world with small town intrigue, old secrets, treacheries, and human drama in his deeply engrossing debut...
Not the worst way to finish a year!
So I wrote this novel... 