July 1, 2013
So I wrote this book.
I wrote this book! [Ordering information at the end of the post]
“This book” has been a long time coming and a long time in the making; in its very first, very rough incarnation, it was my Master’s thesis. My father died during the summer between my two years of graduate school, which meant that my second year was largely devoted to trying to make sense of life without him, and the loss of him, and loss in general, via my writing. Needless to say, that version of this book was kind of a mess.
In the years that followed, I abandoned and then returned to the mess, adding, trimming, and trying to shape it into that elusive thing—a memoir. But this book didn’t want to be a memoir; it wanted to be a collection of essays. Once I figured that out, things started to fall into place. As a grad school professor of mine once advised, “Form is the structure of the mind at work.” Indeed.
Following Jill’s successful bout with cancer, I recommitted myself to the book project, and made a concerted effort to discipline myself to write every day, or close to it. Inspired by Jill’s own ridiculous discipline and foray into novel-writing, I made great progress and came very close to being finished when Jill and I received a particular email this time last year, telling us that a birth mother had selected us to be the parents of her child. In the flurry of activity that followed, the book project took a backseat to the baby project.
How many times is my life going to prove that the way I think things are going to look are never, in fact, how they end up looking? And that life’s way is usually far bigger and richer than my imagination’s? I always thought that I would write a book first, then have a baby. But as it turns out, I finished writing my book while on maternity leave with my sweet baby boy, and I’m releasing it into the world just a few weeks shy of his first birthday.
The Pomegranate King is a deeply personal collection of twelve essays (five of which I previously published here) on topics ranging from growing up in Memphis to grappling with identity to grieving a parent to falling in love to making meaning out of all facets of life. One early reader said:
This is the kind of book that makes you gasp out loud when you read a particularly beautifully written line, that has you scrounging for a pencil to underline a perfectly turned phrase. It’s a book for people who love language, who love food, … in fact, it’s a book for people who love, period.
I couldn’t ask for a better endorsement than that.
I hope you will consider reading and sharing about The Pomegranate King. I am grateful to all of you who have read and supported my writing work here on the blog for the last four (!) years; the discipline of a regular posting schedule and the pleasure of interacting with such a lovely audience have been absolutely essential in helping me complete this project. Last but not least, I welcome feedback from all of you, should you choose to read the book. A piece of writing is not real until it’s read, and I will be grateful for your honest reviews on Amazon and/or Goodreads. I truly hope you will enjoy reading it!
Here’s where you can find my book-
Order a copy directly from the publisher (print only)
Visit my Amazon.com author page (contains links to purchase the book’s Kindle and/or print versions, allows you to “look inside” the book)
Visit the Goodreads page for my book (lets you add the book to one of your shelves, allows you to read an excerpt of the book)