You guys. My book has now been translated into Czech, which is awesome because my dad’s parents are Czech and if they were still alive I think they would be very proud. Or they’d change their names and pretend they were Bolivian.
I never know what the covers are going to look like so it’s always a surprise. This one is a particular favorite because I’m pretty sure they dressed up a live mouse in a Shakespearean costume, and also because it literally has the word “fuck” scrawled right on the front cover. That’s not something I did myself. The cover is intentionally vandalized. And that is awesome.
I think it translates to “Fuck. This is true?” Which? Fair enough, I guess.
Apparently it’s getting good reviews, although I can’t read them because I don’t speak Czech. But I did do a translation of one of them and this paragraph was pretty explanatory:
“When the snake looks like a rattlesnake and still has before him an armed to the teeth mother, it’s the same as if you were in front of the cop and pulled out a fake gun. In both cases you are expecting nothing but death. Texas is a state where they once banned sodomy and oral sex, but calmly here in the name of passion hunting is tolerated when guys smell like skunks.”
So, yeah. NAILED IT.
PS. This could never have happened without your amazing support so as a small token of thanks I’m giving away an autographed copy of my book in whatever language you want. Or an autographed copy of someone else’s book. Or a banana. You want me to sign a banana? ‘Cause I can do that. You need a cake? Whatever you want really. Just tell me what you want in the comments and I’ll randomly pick someone to send an autographed hamster or whatever it is you need.
UPDATED: Okay, I’m sending signed weird things to several of you but the actual winner is Karen Martin, who made me cry a little with her comment:
One of my last favorite fabulous days with my mother was sitting on the beach raeding your book right when it came out. I was laughing so hard at everything and mom asked what was so funny? So I started reading aloud the part I was reading at that moment and mom grabbed the book out of my hands and proceeded to read the entire book! She loved it and once I got it back, so did I! Mom suffered from six strokes shortly thereafter and held on for almost a year after. I was blessed with the gift of caring for her during that time and would read your book to her wvwn though she couldn’t outwardly respond. I know she was laughing inside though. In her memory, I would love a book signed to her, Claudette, so I can always see a visual of the love we shared and all the laughter! You rock, Jenny, and you rocked my mom’s world, too!
Thank you so much for sharing that, Karen. Check your email.