why (and how) I wrote a book

 

I wrote a book.  It was September 2013 when I started, the ten year anniversary of my move to Southeast Asia, and I found myself wondering if I had forgotten the lessons I learned there. I found myself wondering what it all had meant- the leaving, the loneliness, the kinship, the miracles, the break-up. The being barred from returning.  The tailspin. The rumors that I worked for the CIA. The deafening silence from God. The dusty fish-sauce scented air in Phnom Penh, the joy and despair.  The falling in love.  The starting to hear again. The savior complex, wounded.

I wrote. I wrote in my sister’s Brooklyn kitchen and in my closet-sized office at my beautiful second-hand desk and at a retreat center in southern Indiana and at a monastery in Minnesota.  I revised, realizing that memoir revision is actually re--vision: seeing your life in new ways. And I found things in my story I hadn’t known before.  I saw myself again.  I saw God anew. I listened to ten year old playlists, and re-read books from my childhood, and I cried a lot. (They say you’re not supposed to mention the crying, but it’s true, I did.)

I wrote it down for myself, because I was afraid of losing it, and because I needed to wrestle with it until it gave up its blessings.

To be honest, I don’t know if the book should be published.  I’m not wholly convinced that the world needs it. (I needed it.)  But somehow I ended up with a lit agent, and pretty soon we’ll be asking some publishers if they think it’s a book worth putting out there.

If you’d like to be the first to know what they say, please sign up for this newsletter email list.  I don’t intend to post anything else on the blog about this process until it’s well underway, but I do want those of you who have supported me and my writing so much to be in the loop.  

It’s also the case that publishers will be more favorably inclined towards my book if I have a healthy list of people I can email to promote it.  I know, right: they think that if you let me email you, that shows that you’ll also pay cash money for a book? I let plenty of people email me who’ve never gotten my credit card digits! But whatever.  

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