1 January 2024
Every few years I write a book. As penance for my past snark about aging writers using decades-old photos, I always update the author photo. For the first three books, it was fine-a lark, even!-but I was in my thirties then. I took longer to publish my fourth novel, and now, squinting into the setting sun of my forties, I'm being photographed more than ever. (I realize this makes it sound as if the paparazzi are after me, which they are not. I am being photographed by myself and by friends who would prefer to be doing something else). It's a different experience this time around.
