So post Goa recovery this week was enhanced by a visit from the mother, who stayed for a nice long five days, tut-tutted at my general disorganisation, met JC and argued happily about world issue type things over coffee, came to school with me to watch me in 'action', and took me along to two parties--one, afternoon and drunken, one, nighttime and not so drunken.
We--JC and I--also did many, many, many birthday parties this last weekend (and one tomorrow!). What's with everyone being born in July? A little backwards calculation tells me that nine months ago was October, which means what? Diwali? Slight nip in the air? A time for a little rumpy-bumpy? I was born in December, the only sensible month to be born in--and I was conceived therefore, in March, springtime in Delhi, and Holi. (Ohhhhhhhh, now I get it.)
But this post is actually a post with a purpose. The book is out next month as everyone knows (and if you don't, hi! I have a book coming out!) and the dudes at Penguin are doing this online campaign (aren't I posh?). To read the first chapter, before the book comes out, go to the Penguin website, become a member of the Penguin Club and you will be emailed a part of *ahem* my magnum opus on August 1. (It's free, by the way.)
And while I'm on shameless promos, there's a bit of a contest going on as well. YOU confess, *I* comment. Fun, no? And the five best entries get a signed copy of the book (hang on to it, you can sell it on eBay in a couple of years and make lots of money). This stuff will be up on another blog (URL later), I'll choose the best emails to go as posts every day, and you can choose to be anon as well. (You can specify in your emails that you don't want to be named, although you should leave your contact details so you can be mailed a copy of the book.) Think stuff like sex and drugs and rock and roll. It could even be a problem you have that you want general feedback on.
Click here to email. I know, and I hate writing it like that as well, but a) I don't know what to do to make mail links look like URLs you can click on and b) I don't want spam troll people. (Edit: thanks to techie boyfriend, all sorted now.)
Lalalalalala... I can't stop singing I Just Can't Wait To Be King. So exciting, all this! Everyone should totes write a book, I recommend it highly.