After many years publishing in small ways, I'm now going to be publishing in a big way. In a big, novel way.
Yes, I'm talking about a novel.
Will I be on Oprah? Not interested. (Though I'm sure she's a lovely woman.)
Will I hang with Salman Rushdie? No. (But I'm pretty sure we shared a patio one spring at a fancy Montreal hotel. Springtime in Montreal means spiders. Big ones. All over. Just so you know.)
And yet, publish I will, not for the perks, but because I just have to tell this story.
Mental illness. Running away. Being a really bad mentor to someone who needs you. (But who you really don't like.)
Stay tuned.
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