Yesterday afternoon, I saw that lovely brown truck pulling up to the house. Out came our delivery person, with two boxes in his hand. Could it be? I take them to the table.

Boxes of books

Pretty, pretty boxes

opening the box

Opening them carefully–don’t want to slice whatever might be inside.

Cutting the box open

Cutting, cutting, cutting…

What's under the bubble wrap?

What could possibly be under that bubble wrap?

Final books: MODERN GIRLS


In three weeks, these beauties will grace bookstores. But for now, I’m simply relieved: This means NAL can’t change its mind about publishing MODERN GIRLS. I’m starting to feel like this might actually happen.

An author and her books!

An author and her books!