Book Writing

Everything I Learned About Writing A Book (The Hard Way)

I get more questions about writing a book than anything else these days, so it seemed to make sense to put everything I’ve learned out there for anyone who’s interested. I would never claim to know everything about the publishing process and there… Continue Reading →

This should probably be dealt with in therapy, but I don’t have a therapist, so here goes

I’ve had a shitty last six months. I mean, it’s not normal to want to burst into tears (and occasionally do so) whenever someone asks a simple “how are you,” right? Well, that’s been my normal for quite some time… I discovered… Continue Reading →

Writing a Book is Like Having a Baby

Last week, it dawned on me that it had been exactly nine months since I signed my book deal. Nine months of stress and excitement and worry and exuberance and everything in between. It seemed perfectly fitting that the gestation… Continue Reading →

Book Tour Failure

I was so focused on not flashing my Spanx on the Today Show and all of the other events during the day, that I completely neglected to promote that I had a reading at Barnes and Noble at 7PM. At… Continue Reading →

Confessions of a Scary Mommy Pub Day

What a day!!! I’m writing this from the hotel where I have exactly one hour of downtime, but wanted to share some pictures and videos from Today… First up, the clip from my interview with Ann Curry and Huffington Post’s… Continue Reading →


I’ve long acknowledged that having children was the end of any sense of modesty for me. Shitting on the delivery table? Yup, that put the kabbash on that. Writing a book, however, brought me to a whole new level. I am… Continue Reading →

Gone Crazy

I ran into an acquaintance at school the other day. Barely slowing down our respective paces in the hallway, she quickly noted, “the book’s coming out soon — excited!?” “Yes!” I’m sure she expected to hear. “I’m super excited,” as… Continue Reading →

A Scene

HOME. SURROUNDED BY WET POOL TOWELS, AN OVERFLOWING SINK OF DIRTY DISHES AND MASS CHAOS. Lily, screaming at the top of her lungs for an unknown reason. Evan, naked, running circles around the house chanting “I have a big booty”… Continue Reading →

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