My trip to NYC to the Backspace conference was exciting and exhausting and a taste of what's to come in the months ahead. At yoga last night I was describing what it feels like to launch (pre-launch) a book to one of the yoga instructors and I said it was like getting married, giving birth and sending your oldest off to college all at the same time. All that intensity, all that passion, all that love and hope and fear. Which might explain why I woke this morning thinking I'll never be ready. And then I started making another of my many Things To Do lists (and I swear I'm NOT a list-maker!) but I decided that the first thing I would do before I start worrying about book orders and bookings and reviews and how many t-shirts to order and whether people will show up at my readings, is post something here to remind me that the highlight of my NYC trip was meeting readers who'd read my writing online and told me that I'd touched them in some way and that in turn touched me.

A preview of the Booklist review just in: "a wrenchingly authentic... down-to-earth account."