All along I've been saying May 11th, when it occurs to me it's really May 10th.
Ah, well, what's really in a date anyway? Time is fluid. Arbitrary. Fleeting.
All that matters is whether there are cupcakes and gifts* to celebrate.
Here. Have some cupcakes:
|The Pull of Gravity cupcakes for my paperback release party|
which, like many things this year in NY got
weathered out. And, yes, I ate them all. What of it?
The truth of it is, nearly all of it is a highlight. Nearly every book moment of the past two years has been good.
Like the day I walked in to the Center for Fiction. Me. New York City. The Center for Fiction, NYC.
|inside, with the 8th graders. . .|
|l -r, me, Christopher Grant, Lena Roy, Nova Ren Suma, Michael Northrop,|
Arlaina Tibensky and Matt Blackstone. Wearing our book faces.
|from l - r, Matt Blackstone, Christopher Grant, |
Nova Ren Suma, me and Selene Castrovilla.
* re: gifts: All you have to do is leave a comment to be entered to win a signed ARC of The Summer of Letting Go (due in or about October. US residents only.)