Virtual Book Tour: Who Peed on My Yoga Mat?

I did not write two books with the intention of making friends. I just wanted to tell a few stories–stories I wasn’t sure were worth telling beyond the cupboard that holds nearly a decade’s worth of journals. (Remember those, paper things with lines, bound together at the edgeby weapons-grade metal?) Anyway, I have made friends–real, virtual, and my favorites, the hybrids. Several of them agreed to host me and Who Peed on My Yoga Mat? in a “virtual book tour,” which began last week, and for w...