![]() ![]() I walked in and could see my book happily living there, appropriately going home with that rare breed of human known as the book lover.the real reader. I just stumbled upon one the other day on 10th street, called Three Lives and Company Booksellers. But when I imagine the "marketing" of my book, I think of myself doing readings to a small gathering of downtown bohemians in hidden alcove bookstores. I talk to my publishers and discussions focus on marketing and booksales, the commercialization of a bit of my soul. These days I'm mostly preoccupied by the reception that Kid Rex, my baby, will receive by the rest of the world. ![]() I have to remind myself that there is some element of the miraculous there. ![]() Still, in my early twenties, when I was struggling so greatly with this disease, I never would have thought it possible that I would live a happy, normal life. It's odd that I'm going to be regarded as someone who "knows" about that illness, when I now consider myself a survivor, not an expert. Though the book deals with anorexia, it's been years since I've actively struggled with that issue. In a way it's a last chapter to a few very tumultuous years in my life. I'm extremely excited to have my work finally out into the world. It's nearly October, which means that my book will be in bookstores everywhere in a matter of mere weeks. ![]()
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