First of all, the winner of the Rupi Kaur book is … Brienna! Congrats!
I know I have a lot of advantages. But right now, they all feel diffused by the failed negotiations I have occurring with my uterus. CRAMPS SUCK.
I have had so many fun opportunities to speak lately: spoke at a high school where students were reading Truest; spoke at a local university for a group of lovely journalism students; spoke at the 20th anniversary of Inkstone, the literary magazine whose staff I was on in my undergrad years. I was able to share a few scenes from Salt Novel, and they went over GREAT, to my joy and relief!
Remember how Truest is coming out in Germany? I saw the German cover!
Don’t you just love that mouthful of a title?! It means something akin to “Fortune or Whatever May Come.”
I have so much to do. Alas, I am curled up in the fetal position, waiting for my Ibuprofen to kick in. TMI, maybe. Sorry if so. Thanks for letting me be real in this space.
Periods are the worst! Hope the meds kick in soon!