This little rinky-dink book started out as my ticket to a master’s degree, and then everybody was like “are these going to be an actual thing? I want to buy one for my self/mom/cousin/friend/great aunt Gertrude.”

Until the big book deal hits, each one is lovingly crafted on my desk with an X-acto knife and a bunch of glue, so freely opening up orders to my throngs of fans could quickly overwhelm. So for now, leave me your name and email address if you’re interested and I’ll give you a virtual jingle when a book is available for you.