Getting Good News in an Empty House

I'm excited about my book deal, but not as excited as I would be if I could share the news with Rob.

The coveted Publisher’s Marketplace screenshot

A few days ago, I made the announcement I’ve dreamed of making for years now: I got a book deal, and it was Publisher’s Marketplace Screenshot™ official. 

As many of you might already know, I’m writing a memoir called Accidental Virgin. This project has been years in the making. Back in 2017, when I first signed on to my agents at Janklow and Nesbit, AV was going to be a vehicle for me to share many of the stories I already wrote in a column I had by the same name on a now-defunct website called The Gloss. For $50 an article per week, I wrote about moving to New York, being in my twenties, and never having had sex for no reason other than well-I-just-never-got-around-to-it. I liked to think of myself as the virginal--and criminally underpaid—Carrie Bradshaw, and shortly after I began writing about my forays into online dating apps, I met Rob, the man I would be with until the day he died nearly nine years later.

First boyfriend, first person I had sex with, first husband.

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Obviously, AV is going to be different from what I initially imagined it would be seven years ago.