If I'd lived in the 1500s, I definitely would have been beheaded
I'm an uncouth woman first and a writer of Great American Fiction (smut) second.
Hi, all! It’s been a minute.
To be honest, I’m nervous as hell about writing this. With GUY’S GIRL’s release date drawing near, this newsletter has seen an increase in subscribers so drastic it should be illegal.
I’m serious. My publisher doesn’t tell me what to do with this unfiltered platform for addressing the general public, so I’m going to use it to be myself, which is something absolutely no one should want. I might look like a nice Midwestern girl, but I have the mouth of a sailor and regularly do things such as farting on (that is not a typo) my boyfriend (now fiancé) after only a month of dating.
In my defense, he dared me to do it. And when you grow up with five older brothers like I did, you don’t turn down a dare.
If you’re still reading after that intro, I commend you.
Anyway. Because you were kind enough to subscribe to this newsletter, I want to give you some juicy secrets that I haven’t put out publicly yet, starting with… BOOK TOUR DATES!
That’s right! I’m doing a mini book tour for GUY’S GIRL, and it’s a dream come true that I’m even able to type those words. Below, you’ll find a sneak preview of the stops on my tour:
Thursday, Oct 26 at 5:30 pm: THE J PARKER (Chicago, IL)
Monday, Oct 30 at 7 pm: STRAND (New York, NY)
Thursday, Nov 2 at 7 pm: LOGANBERRY BOOKS (Cleveland, OH)
Tuesday, Nov 7 at 7 pm: WATERFORD STILLHOUSE (near Milwaukee, WI)
If you live in or near Chicago, New York City, Cleveland, or Milwaukee, I hope to see you at one of these events!
Since this is my first newsletter in awhile, I’m going to keep it short and sweet. The only thing I have left to address is Twitter (or is it X, now?).
I have a Twitter account. You probably don’t know that, because I have about 3 followers and absolutely no idea how to use it to benefit my career. For that reason, I’ve decided not to use it to benefit my career at all and instead employ it as a dumping ground for all the thoughts that enter my mind over the course of the day.
Normally, I would just text those things to my fiancé, but when he already has 13 unread messages from me, I figure it’s time to spare him and put them somewhere else.
An example:
That’s all I have to say for now.
Hugs and kisses,
Emsie