The little paperback that could …

The promotion for the paperback of The Young Widow’s Book of Home Improvement is underway now that I’m back in Sydney and calibrated to local time. I am doing some radio interviews tomorrow, with ABC Central Coast and ABC Alice Springs, the latter for whom I’m judging the finals of a competition in which listeners were encouraged to write the first paragraph of their own memoir! Next week I’m in Hunter Valley wine country with six events in two days, which are listed on my website here. I hope to catch up with old friends and sample some local produce while I’m there.

My¬†book has just been reprinted in paperback, less than one month after arriving in bookstores. It’s difficult to get much attention for the paperback release of a previously released book, so I’m grateful for the attention generated by the Books Alive campaign. I am thrilled with the support of Australian booksellers and of course my publisher, University of Queensland Press, working with the sales team at Penguin, which distributes UQP titles. In the vexed question of parallel importation currently raging in Australia, I do wonder whether my book would have ever been published in the first place, let alone granted a new lease of life in a second edition.

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  1. Good luck Virginia. I’m sure it will be a bestseller, you deserve it! It is one of the most moving and touching book I’ve ever read.

  2. I am very glad to have found your little paperback last December and I am in the middle of reading it the second time, being as I am a fellow young widow.

  3. PS When I get to the end of your book I find myself wanting to go with you to New York instead of being stuck here in this grief. (it’s been 9 months; having a pile of kids and keeping on with the keeping on has led me to ‘delayed grief’)

    1. Tarla, thank you so much for writing. I have heard from many people who have lost their spouse. It’s gratifying to think that my experiences have been helpful in some way for these readers – and helpful in different ways for people who have not had that exact experience, but who have lost someone they love or who have watched a friend or family member grieve.
      I must confess though that moving to New York was – and is, I suppose – part of my grieving. I’ve been trying to create a new life for myself, to figure out a way to live my life, when the life I have is not the one I wanted or imagined. John and I did not have children, which tethers a widowed parent to a place. At times I imagine having children helps ameliorate grief, while at other times it must be unspeakable; lonely and frustrating, not being able to grieve as you might wish. And, for what it’s worth, I’m not sure there is such a thing as ‘delayed grief’. Grief seems to me to take its own bittersweet time, moving in arcs and waves and all manner of non-linear shapes.
      So I thank you for reading, and I send you my heartfelt best wishes as you and your children move through these toughest years.

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