Deep breath.

Here goes.

This is the cover of my next book, Bigger Than a Bread Box. MY NEXT BOOK!

I have been referring to this book as "The book that tore me in half all year" and also, "The book that might send me back into therapy."  Because in order to write it I had to dive back into the hardest years of my own life– the years my parents split up.  The end result was me weeping into some vindaloo while my mom patted my head and said, "Honey, it's been thirty years now."

I guess you never get over some things…

Before I wrote this book, I asked my parents for something resembling permission.  They granted it, because they are generous, good people, and they support my writing, and have faith in me. I'm lucky like that.  But I want to make clear that the entire book is fictional.  Only the emotions are remembered.  The story is made up.

Except for the magic part. Obviously.

When I try to explain what this book is about, I say, "It is about divorce, and love, and family, and seagulls, and Baltimore, and Atlanta, and homesickness, and siblings, and friends, and magical vintage bread boxes, and a Bruce Springsteen song."

Though really, at the end of the day, everything is about a Bruce Springsteen song, isn't it?

Do you like it? It's very different from my other covers (and my other books too) What do you think?  I'm deeply nervous, and equally excited!

If you want to read it, you can add it to your Goodreads list, so you don't forget!

(as thought I'd let you. Ha!)