I suppose you were all wondering if I was alive (all...one of you who reads this, anyway. Hey, if you read and I don't know about it, let me know, k? I'd like to get to know my lurkers.)
ANYWAY. I'm alive. I'm just ridiculously busy lately. I'm moving tomorrow, and some friends left the country this past weekend, so I had to say goodbye to them, and there's been stuff to buy for my new place, and I'm generally just overwhelmed.
But I'm here now, and that's what matters, right?
In the world of publishing, my news is all kid-focused lately. First off, a couple children's books that should never have been published. The first one is just reasserting what society has already made perfectly clear: that even nature should not mess with our bodies, because we have to look fantastic ALL THE TIME. Or else no one will love us. Also, kids? Mommy wouldn't need to have work done if it weren't for YOU. Right?
Next up: a picture book in which little Janie catches her parents smoking a joint. Clearly, she's going to ask questions. Now they can be answered with fun, colorful pictures!
Hey, Janie. I know a better way to see fun colors if that's what you're really after.
I feel like this book did not need to be written. Yes, some kids are exposed to pot at an early age. But generally, the parents who are smoking pot around their kids are the least likely to want to explain it to them in this fashion. Am I right?
Finally, I was in the bookstore a few days ago and I noticed that they've reprinted Sweet Valley High. It's been 25 years since the first book in this series was originally published, and apparently the books are still relevant. I agree wholeheartedly, and will very likely buy the 12 titles that are being reprinted. Because what's a book collection without Francine Pascal?
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