YOU ARE MY ONLY: the paperback arrives

I had been with a client most of this day (except for the part when I took a walk, saw a friend, came home to a note from the one and only Tomie dePaola—oh, my). So it was dark when I walked back up to my porch and stumbled against this box.

What is it? my husband wondered.

I have no idea, I said.

And truly I didn't. Had no idea that You Are My Only—a book I loved writing, a book that so many of you supported, a book that means to much to me—was actually and truly being repackaged as a paperback.

And being released.

I am filled with the desire to go out and do a reading, celebrate this book, make something happen.

You, my blogging friends, are the party I am throwing.