That time my second book was published

Yesterday, Molly and I stopped by the local Barnes & Noble to pay a visit to my books. A helpful employee let me sign stock, and we laughed and made jokes about the stickers he’d put on the cover:Autographed copy. It felt so normal! But so incredible, too.

It was a rite of passage I’ve waited a long time to make. Not just for the last year, but longer–ever since I was a teenager, I’d look for the place where “North” would go on the shelves in every bookstore and library I visited. But because...