Today I braved the belligerent heat (95 and HUMID AS A SAUNA that is why I am so rumpled and shiny) to swing by the Tor offices and pick up the best present an author can get: a physical copy of my very first book.
AND THEN A HOT GUY EYED IT ON THE SUBWAY. I think we’re gonna get somewhere with this Victo Ngai cover, folks. I really, really do.