The lovely people at Text Publishing in Australia have designed a completely new cover for THE RULES OF INHERITANCE and I love it! Every time I look at it I get a little teary. My mother is going to be on the cover of my book. I cannot even express how that makes me feel. I can’t think of a more beautiful way to honor the person I miss most in the entire world.
I still remember the first time I saw this photo. I was about twenty years old and my Aunt Pam pulled it out of a box that she’d had in a closet on Cape Cod, along with about three dozen other cool black and whites of my mother. This one in particular really struck me though. At the time when I first saw it I actually had the exact same haircut, and it was probably the most similar my mother and I have ever looked. It was like staring into a mirror and I’ve had this photo on the wall of every house I’ve lived in since that day.
Over and over I return to the conundrum that publishing this book presents. I want so badly to be able to show it to my parents, to hand them a copy, to say Mom, Dad, look what I did. Look, mom, you’re on the cover. But I can’t. And I can’t because the only reason this book exists is because they are gone.
But to imagine an ordinary stranger walking into a bookstore in Melbourne or Sydney and picking up a copy of this book and gazing down at this photo of my mother, quenches just a little bit of that ache inside of me. That my mother and father might live on in this way, that other people might love them a little bit and think about them a little bit, is more than I ever could have asked for.