October 27, 2023
One Week
Publishing a book, as I’ve said before, tends to be weird and embarrassing, and the hardest thing about it (the struggle is REAL) is that there are almost never weeks like this one.
Weeks where a room full of people come together for a fabulous night of fun and conversation, and book buying, and wonderful friendly people line up for my autograph. (Thank you so much to the Book Drunkard Festival for a very good night!)

And then on Wednesday, I got to dress up in an actual sequinned ball gown and be feted (and bring along the most HANDSOME and CHARMING plus-one) to the Writers’s Trust Storytellers’s Ball. We had the best time, and it was truly a night to remember.

And if all that wasn’t enough, I received a message from my publisher at Doubleday Canada yesterday who’d seen a certain gorgeous novel being read on public transit, and she’d even snapped a photo, and that’s even more dazzling than the ball gown.
