the ramble

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In Summary
This is not a love story. At least, not in the way you’re thinking. It’s a story about girl meets boy (after boy, after boy), boy does crazy things and girl somehow lives to tell the tale. It’s also a story about how girl meets herself, does some crazy things and learns to love herself. And to really love others.

But I’m getting ahead of myself.

Filled with not-so-quiet reflection and self-deprecation, ridiculous men (including all-time favorites like the kilt-wearing Subway Pirate and the old friend who dances around madly on a French beach proclaiming, “I’m a flamer! I’m a flamer!” before confessing his unending love and vomiting on her carry-on) and one real fairy tale, this book is for every girl who has ever tried to climb out the bathroom window in stiletto heels–and men who have done the same (minus the stilettos. I hope).

Comments
“Just wanted to let you know I am LOVING your manuscript! I got up early today to have coffee and keep reading it. Fabulous.” -Roommate #1

“So, your manuscript arrived yesterday at around 1520 (3:20 p.m. for you civilians) and by 0034 (12:34 a.m.) I was done with it. I loved it!” -David D.

“oh my. i want MORE.” -Sean

“It’s super charming writing with tons of spunky energy.” -Sara Megibow, Literary Agent

Where We Are Today
After a Very Kind agent gave me her opinion (that I have a fun, readable voice and should expand the book to be one coherent story, rather than lots of short stories), I embarked on a two-year re-write that more than doubled my word count and my characters. In August 2011, I finished this major rewrite. And now the manuscript goes off to some of my favorite agents in the hopes that snark and truth are still good selling points. If no one but me thinks so, I’m probably going to self-publish. So it’s highly likely that sometime next year you’ll be able to read my memoir, people. I know, you’re totally excited.