My seven homeschooled children were very demanding this past week. They ate all my cereal and threw laundry everywhere and made me sleep-deprived and cranky. Their outfits so do not match. Usually they look like this.
So all I have for you here are a couple of self-promotional bits, which I’m actually really happy to report, because, hell, I’ve been working like crazy.
1.) New issue of BUST is out, and I’ve got a column on curves. Not Curves curves but rather the word curves. I know lately I haven’t gone into pop culture/body image territory here as much as I used to, so if you’ve missed that, go check out BUST.
2.) I have an essay in the forthcoming book The M Word: Writers on Same-Sex Marriage from Algonquin Books of Chapel Hill. It’ll be published in the fall, so I guess that can hold you over until next year when my book comes out. Yesterday I saw the book listed in the catalog and also a cover design on display at the publisher’s booth at BEA; I’d kind of forgotten I’d get to see that. It’s really satisfying, like when Homeschooled Child #4 wins the regional spelling bee.
3.) Later this month I’m going to Ragdale, an artist’s retreat for a couple of weeks so I can get even more work done. I’ll be almost totally offline for two weeks. More on that next week.