“ALL writers grow increasingly more hypochondriacal as publication approaches,” so said the great Anne Lamott before the release of her last book. St. Anne, as some have dubbed her, may have been on to something. Not that I in any way compare to dear Anne, but her insight may explain the heart attack-like symptoms I experienced last night after posting my book trailer on Facebook for the first time. Wouldn’t it be sad and poetic and cosmically unfair to die just before the release of my first, and likely only book, I thought.
I’ve actually been sitting on this video for nearly a year now, and it’s time to let it go. Guess I secretly hoped the photoshop genie would find it and fix me. Alas, that was not meant to be. So dispensing with all vanity, here’s the trailer for A Very Fine House.
My tummy hurts.
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