I think one of the strangest things about writing a memoir is reading reviews of it, because the write-ups aren’t just about the book, but they’re about my life. Almost a year into having my book out there, I think I’ve gotten fairly used to it, but it’s still strange to read an assessment about my life and experiences. A very nice article about me ran in this weekend’s Chicago Tribune and it’s so strange/weird/amazing to see. You can read it here.
Oh, and stranger still is being photographed for these things, definitely not something I’ve become used to or comfortable with yet. Here’s a shot Greg took of me last month in Chicago being photographed. I was just squirming inside while trying to hold still and smile and suck in all my post-partum bits.
As an aside, being a published author may look easy these days but the truth is that it’s not. Unless Oprah is shouting about it from the rooftops, then it’s constant work to keep a book out there and to keep people interested in it. Therefore if you’ve read my book and would like to post about it on Facebook, Twitter, Goodreads, Amazon, etc, or recommend it to a book club (I skype!) I would be so incredibly appreciative.