gratefulEvery Heart a Doorway is in the wild and in the world today. It's a beautiful book. Saying nothing about its contents, only about the book as a physical object, it's a beautiful book. The cover, the heft, the whole design, it's just gorgeous. And I made this. Me. This book exists because Lee Harris said "write me a thing," and my response when someone says "write me a thing" is to write a thing. This book exists because Irene Gallo designed it with love and care and attention to detail that takes my breath away.
It's so beautiful. It's something that will exist in libraries and on bookshelves forever. A hundred years from now, someone will still own this book. They will have this beautiful thing. That is just...it's amazing.
I feel like this is some of my best work. It's short and it's elegant and it's important in a way that's hard for me to fully articulate. It's about teenagers and trauma and magical doors and the things we are and the things our parents want us to be, and the things that we become.
If you already have your copy, thank you so very, very much. Thank you for helping me to get this book out into the world, thank you for helping me to convince Tor.com that I'm a good bet, and thank you for letting this story live. Stories need to be read to be real.
If you don't have your copy yet, that's absolutely okay. The world is big and has many things in it. If you were thinking of buying one, signed copies can be purchased now from Borderlands Books and The Booksmith, both in San Francisco (both do mail orders). I will also be signing copies for the University Bookstore in Seattle this coming weekend at Emerald City Comic Con.
Thank you all again, so, so much.
This will also serve as your discussion post.
April 8 2016, 23:33:32 UTC 1 year ago
Only 30%ish in and my heart is already broken. When Lundy tells Nancy about the girl who went back through the mirror during holiday break. All I could see was the woman waiting in the shadows of her home as the clock strikes midnight, watching her daughter step through that mirror, and having the strength and so much love and pain and memories and regret and courage to break the glass so her daughter would never again know the pain of having to return. I was weeping on a bench in the library.
I want to hear her story. I want to WRITE her story - and I'm a terrible writer!
April 14 2016, 16:08:35 UTC 1 year ago