my old publisher for my book “What Gives?” is sending me a box of about 30 of my books so i can sign and sell them to you guys!
this will literally be the first time i’ll have ever made real money off of this book, and i’m super excited to make doodles in them and write you guys letters. get ready, cause they should be in soon.
$20 a piece, personalized, signed, kissed on the cover, and shipped to your door. hope you are as stoked as i am.
Texas Monthly Book Review of “What Gives?”:
“i think/i am going to die tonight./and some-thing inside me/looks forward to it./and something inside me/is twisting my intestines around,/trying to make letters out of them,/trying to spell the word/NO.” When sixteen-year-old Chelsea Marie wrote those chilling words a little over a year ago, she had also composed a suicide plan, seven farewell letters, and nearly half of the 301 poems that now make up her pseudonymous memoir, What Gives The shy and artistic Oklahoma City high schooler (who was raised in and has recently returned to a town—unnamed for privacy’s sake—in Texas) originally used her journal as “someone to talk to,” and to a reader, the diary initially seems to chronicle merely a virulent strain of high-IQ, rebellious-teen malaise: Chelsea plays in a band and paints, loves her friends, and hates herself.
But as the tales of self-loathing and self-destructive behavior pile up one on the other, it becomes obvious that something is profoundly wrong. (She writes, with a lockerful of ironic self-awareness: “when mom is getting ready in the mornings/i pour pure vodka into my lion king thermos.”)