surprise korean not without my father

What’s the biggest surprise I’ve had in 2018?

Not Dad’s almost dying. Or the reactivation of my eye disease. Or canceling an appearance because the group didn’t promote it.

Nope. Those are all BAD SURPRISES.

And I’ve got a STUPENDOUS SURPRISE!!!

Remember when I posted about selling Korean rights to Not Without My Father? Ages and AGES ago (read: almost three years ago), Word Hermit Press sold worldwide Korean language rights to a traditional publisher in Korea. I signed the deal, got my money, and never heard another thing about it.

Until about six months ago.

My agent reached out to ask permission to make a few minor changes to the book. How could I refuse? I mean, they could change EVERYTHING about the book and I wouldn’t know the difference. Follow THIS LINK to see what I mean.

Seriously, you want to click the link.

Did you click the link?

Because if you don’t click the link, you won’t know what it means. Hell, I’m still not sure what it means because the whole thing is in Korean. But I know one thing……..

NOT WITHOUT MY FATHER IS AVAILABLE IN KOREA!

Dad’s picture is all over Korean websites! Reviews are glowing, all four-and-five stars.

The Korean version was published in November, but neither agent nor publisher told my publisher or me. I found it because I GOT FAN MAIL. FROM A KOREAN READER.

It took both MTM and me googling for almost an hour to find the link above, SO PLEASE CLICK THE LINK.

HERE IT IS AGAIN IN CASE LOOKING FOR IT IS CHALLENGING.

I am officially an INTERNATIONALLY PUBLISHED AUTHOR!!!!!! I make less-than-no-money, so we authors must crow and crow and crow about these accomplishments. They’re a form of validation for our toil.

Make someone in your life feel less dysfunctional. Give them Not Without My Father. CLICK HERE TO BUY.

dreaded parental conversations

Ever dreaded parental conversations? I don’t mean the ones parents have with children. Birds-and-bees. What death means.

Nope.

I mean conversations parents foist upon their hapless children, filling their brains with things they NEVER, EVER wanted to imagine, hear, or know.

Me: Mom, I’m really upset. A couple of my friends are splitting up.

Mom: Oh, that’s terrible news. What happened?

Me: The usual sad stuff, I guess. Poor communication. Growing apart. No sex in almost five years.

Mom: WHAT? Don’t they know that’s what Saturday morning cartoons are for???

Me: *shut down facetime as fast as possible and scrubbed brain*

Bugs Bunny will NEVER be the same.

Mom: Your daddy came in here the other night and asked me if I missed sex.

Me: STOP TALKING!

Dad: Tell her what you said, Linda.

Me: NO. PLEASE. I DON’T WANT—

Mom: I said, “YES!!!!!!!!!”

Dad: Tell her what I did then.

Me: *pounded iPad on floor until it almost broke*

Their calls have gone to voicemail
for a WEEK. ICK.

Dad: You sure looked good today, Linda.

Mom: *silence*

Dad: I saw how them men were looking at you, with your tight—

Me: WILL YOU STOP? YOU’RE GROSSING ME OUT, DAD!

My Brother: Well, you should be glad you don’t have to live with them.

Me: Why?

My Brother: Because they NEVER wear clothes. If Dad stands in my bedroom door naked one more time and scratches himself while he talks about football—

Me: How did I turn out normal?

Don’t answer, Dear Reader.
Instead, give us a crazy parental
anecdote in today’s comments.

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In the next two weeks, the audio version of Not Without My Father will be available! A special author interview! A Q & A with DAD! Almost seven hours of ME reading to YOU!

Click HERE to listen to the first chapter.