I am extremely tired today, like the fully wrung-out, lay flat tired. I had jury duty today, and the process was A Lot. The whole month has been a lot.

I have a new book coming out tomorrow, but book releases have always been quiet affairs for me. I am most excited about my stories while I’m actually writing them, living in them, when everything feels white-hot and vital.

Presenting a book to an audience feels more like showing off a piece of beach glass. Beautiful and worthy, but evidence of where the lightning struck rather than the lightning itself. I hope that doesn’t sound full of myself.

Which is to say that I’ve been living inside other books these days, and those feel vital to me. Lively.

I’ve been cross stitching and crocheting, drawing and looking for inspiration everywhere. I think I am trying to find peace.

I hope you check out the book, and that you like it if you read it. Here is a strange sticker I saw the other day as tribute.