The book, which is about my husband Kimit's and my adventures in the world of his Stroke has been, with the aid of many here, and most certainly Daily Kos,
published. It's available on Smashwords right now, and it has it's own cozy little ISBN number, which means I have no idea what, but it has one, and I am happy.
I want to do three things:
1. Promote the hell out of this book to I can make money to fix my plumbing, and get a new deck so it doesn't feel like we're walking across the Wreck of the Hesperus every time we go out the back door to water the pumpkins.
2. Thank ALL of you, including DK. You are simply unaware of how much support you gave me, while I was writing the book and putting chapters here on DK, when you said such incredible things as "How can you make me cry at the beginning of a sentence and laugh so hard at the end that I spew coffee on my monitor??" (Sorry.) and "You are a fantastic writer!" and other treasured, marvelous things. You made me cry a few times, too, with your lovely words.
Because of that support, I turned the higgledy-piggledy chapters that I posted here into a real book, with a real book cover and a real ISBN number (still don't know what it means!) and, even though it's all just i's and o's, it's something of which I am proud, and thankful to all of you for taking time out of your days to read, and comment on.
(The book cover is cool: it's a brain, and a spinal cord, surrounded by varying shades of orange, but no one will know why until Chapter I don't remember! [Hee hee!])
3. Thank two very special, Iron Island folks: Sheila, and Bob. Sheila kept me sane (with K's help) and Bob worked out the orange/brain book cover. Without them, the seas would boil and the land would grow sere and infertile.
Mmmmmmwah. Now, go to Smashwords and buy the book!
(And yes, I've got another one which has been finished, but being tinkered with, which is the first of a trilogy about, guess what, my very early life. Not toddler early, late teen early. Takes place on a kibbutz in Israel, involves my falling in love at FIRST SIGHT with an Israeli guy, and lots and lots of sex. And injury, fleas, AK47's, guard dogs, being shot at, and so much more. It will be ready soon, I suppose depending on how "Y.P.O." does. Or doesn't. I wrote it, and I'll publish on Smashwords anyway. It will be called "Jewish Bananas", which started as a joke title, and kinda stuck. Look for it! Ah, who'm I kidding, I'll tell you.)