If I lived here, I wouldn’t be sitting in this #$%& airport

Well, I’m still in Austin — specifically, in the Austin-Bergstrom International Airport, where the chief entertainment of the day has been watching the airline post a new delayed time for our flight out.  Not that I object to delaying flights due to bad weather (this time in Dallas, which is where I’m headed first before flying to beautiful St. Paul).  The upside is that there’s really pretty good food here and I found a comfortable chair.  The downside is, I’m still sitting in said chair.  The guy next to me is searching for alternate flights.  Good luck, my friend.  I’d do it too if I didn’t think I’d have to eat the cost of one of the tickets.

My main goal now is to get home before midnight.  There’s a specific reason for this, other than, you know, sleep.  I have my first radio interview tomorrow for She Looks Just Like You — with Newstalk Radio in IRELAND.  In fact, the book seems to be getting attention abroad — the publisher has also had inquiries about interviews from media in England and Australia.

On the Road

Well, I’m here in Akron, Ohio, getting ready for A Different Kind of Mother’s Day, my first official book event.  I arrived yesterday after an interesting (harrowing) flight through a thunderstorm (did I mention how much I dislike flying?).  But here I am, trying not to be nervous.  Today’s event, which is sponsored by a public radio station (91.3 The Summit) along with the Gay Community Endowment Fund, Equality Ohio and the Community AIDS Network, will be held at the Weathervane Community Playhouse.

I am nervous, yes, but also excited.  I’m also jazzed by how often people say they’re interested in She Looks Just Like You because: a) they are GLBT parents themselves; 2) they are related to GLBT parents; 3) they are friends of GLBT parents; 4) their kid goes to school with someone who has GLBT parents.  We are everywhere and that is a radical change.

The Book Tour

We’re just a few weeks out from the official publication date of my book, She Looks Just Like You: A Memoir of (Nonbiological Lesbian) Motherhood.  Boxes of books are starting to arrive on my front porch, which is both thrilling and slightly overwhelming.  I’ve been scheduling events around the country where I’ll read from the book, share stories, take questions, nibble hors d’oeuvres, and sign the book.  All events are open to the public.