And anyone who wants to sign up for a copy can now, cuz Amazon. They won’t get it til November. But neither will they suffer when the book sells out the first day.
I don’t know if that happens. But it might, don’t take chances with important matters.
The mother of my child hood friend, a deeply Christian, old-fashion values lady, private messaged me on Facebook after I put up my book’s listing.
“Honey I need to ask you how scandalous is this book? will I be able to read it ? will I be fire engine red all the way through the book?”
I’m glad she asked.
I could never write a book that would alienate all the old-school proper ladies I’ve known and loved in my life. (Their husbands….totally. Old school husbands will regard this book as a troublesome curiosity and then probably go out of their way to avoid it, bless their hearts.) This book, as I told her, doesn’t have a single swear word or anything crass. In fact this book is dedicated to the eradication of crass.
It’s merely cheeky. I am quite cheeky. I purposefully set out to write a book that would appeal to a 22 year old radical feminist lesbian AND her 80 year old Mormon Grandma. And I think I did.
All right there is one part where I describe, at length, why I would not urinate on Harvey Kellogg even if he were on fire, but I believe after reading the book neither would you.
No, I told her. It’s not a dirty book. It’s a “just between us girls” book.
Providing us girls are smart and like busting up in laughter. And we do.