Come and say hello…

It’s still a bit hard to believe that after such a long process, my first book is finally out in the world. And just as with the story it tells, I know this puts me on the other side of something huge.

It’s been a joy to share the book with family and friends. Soon, interacting with readers outside that circle will make all this even more real. As you can see above, two upcoming events will offer me an opportunity to meet readers like you in person. I can hardly wait!

A Confluence of Rivers has been such a deeply personal project – I know, what else would a memoir be? Now it’s hitting me a little funny that, after all those words, I can barely think of a few more of them to add here.

Well, there’s this… Writers strive for unity and consistency in their work. In this book though, it’s ok for you to see contradictions between its two main sections – because, as you know, the storytelling relies first on memory, and later on the old email printouts. I like to think of the conversations this could start for you and me about how we carry our memories, what gets lost, and why.

Some memoirs bring back to life an old episode rigidly trapped in amber. Not this one. This story has been almost too much alive in me all along, and instead needed to be written to be properly put to rest.

Now sharing it with you gives it a whole different kind of life, and I’m so grateful for your interest. Hope to meet you soon!