Here’s a video to get you stoked for THINGS I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN! You can learn to make delicious brownies easily AND maybe get a little inspired
You can pre-order THINGS I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN today or buy it anywhere in a week. Read the book Bustle called “a love story about sisterhood,” Publishers Weekly called “a thought-provoking portrayal of how people can come together despite, or perhaps because of, their differences,” and Kirkus called, “an eye-opening look at autism and those it touches.”
(I could keep quoting praise for THINGS I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN, but I’d rather you just read the book–that’s more fun for all of us. Or go to the Amazon page–a lot of the good stuff is laid out there anyway.)
I am as proud of this book as I am of anything I’ve done in my life, except possibly raise my four children (and that’s been kind of a complicated journey in its own right). I wrote this book for ME because I wanted to, not because I had a deal in place or thought it would sell easily. I just wanted to write it. And I did. And people are responding to it. So . . .
One week from today it will arrive.
Today is National Coming Out Day. It’s a lot easier for some than for others. And I want you to know that if you’re someone struggling to come out because the community you live in is not a safe or welcoming one, you can talk to me. Please message me here or on my Facebook or Twitter account. Or email me directly at email@example.com. I will respond. You deserve love and respect and support and if you can’t get it from your environment, you need to reach out to people farther away. It does get better. One day you will be with people who understand–I promise. Above all else, STAY SAFE. You are precious and wonderful.
“I cannot know what it’s like to live in this country with skin that isn’t white. But I can learn from those who do.” A new blog post at Baby Mama.
“Worrying about whether or not my daughter has taken her medication . . . I wouldn’t say that was a good part of my life. But the thought of not worrying anymore feels oddly like a loss. On August 24, we’ll help my daughter move into her dorm room, and I’ll probably remind her to keep her pills close at hand. And then we’ll say goodbye. And that night and the next morning and the next night and the morning after that and the day after that and the day after that and on and on, I won’t be there to tell her to take her pills. I won’t be there to refill her pillbox. I won’t be there to pack her pills for the day. I won’t be there. She’ll be there but I won’t.”
Another post over at babymama.com!
“It’s strange that two little scraps of fabric can send me tumbling down into the pit. How nice life would be if a bikini were just a bikini, a slice of cake just a slice of cake, a breast just a breast . . . but all these things are so fraught for most women, who’ve been taught to be their own severest critics, believing, perhaps, that if they rush to edit themselves, they can stave off the humiliation of having other people notice their flaws.”
Please check out my new post about never wearing a bikini on Baby Mama.
Am I excited? I am excited. Look at how beautiful these are:
Out in hardcover late March, from Houghton Mifflin Harcourt. Expect more posts about this as the time draws nearer . . .
“Courage is not posturing, shouting, beating up people, or carrying a gun on your hip. Courage is knowingly taking on personal risk in order to preserve the ideals that are worth preserving.”
Please read my post Make America Brave Again at BabyMama.com!