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Life Update: The Big One

This year has already been so busy. Marriage. Grad School. Research Project. Promotion. And now, at last, I can put my dream on that list: Novel Publication. That’s right, ladies and gentlethems, my novel, A Lot of People Live in This House, is coming to bookshelves around the world in May 2023. I will be, at last, a novelist.

Honestly, I’ve been sitting on the news for some time now. Surprisingly (or maybe not surprisingly), there were a lot of emotions to unpack around getting published. I didn’t know how to call my parents and tell them that the thing I’d wanted for the whole of my living memory had finally happened. I was embarrassed because I hadn’t gotten picked up by an agent or a big publisher. I was embarrassed because it hadn’t happened exactly how I thought it would and should.

The publication rat race has not been kind to me. I was at the end of my rope with writing. Really. I looked at Richie and told him I was sure I was done this time. Why Sisyphus yourself when there are other things to do? The doors were being closed in my face. Why not take the hint?

When you relax, life flows. In every instance of my life, the second I let go of something was the second I got what I wanted. You’d think I’d learn the lesson already.

So, here we are, two years after the first draft was written. It’s a good story, and it’s found a good home with an excellent editor who gets what I’m doing. The chemistry is right. We’re ready to go. No turning back now.

Some of you have been with this blog since I started it 5 or so years ago. Thank you so much. Whenever I get a like or notification from a familiar avatar, it makes my heart bloom. Thank you for being with me through the ups and downs of my life. If you like my blog, you will like my book. While it was inspired by my time living in a communal household during a global pandemic, this is not a fictional account of my life. I mean it! After my mom read the last draft, she called to make sure none of the things that happened to my main character happened to me.

There will be more updates as we move along with the process, but I wanted you to hear it from me first.


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