I’ve been blogging about my strange little life for over a decade. It’s mainly dark humor mixed with brutally honest periods of mental illness. I’m not sure how it happened but somehow this became a very popular, award-winning blog. In 2012 my first book (Let’s Pretend This Never Happened: A Mostly True Memoir) debuted at #1 on the NYT best-seller list and my second book (Furiously Happy: A Funny Book About Horrible Things) spent 5 months on the NYT top 20 best seller list. I assure you, no one was more surprised about this than I was. I assume I’m in a coma and all of you are fever-dreams. Magnificent fever-dreams. I recently published my third book, YOU ARE HERE: An Owner’s Manual for Dangerous Minds and you should totally get a dozen copies. In April of 2021 Broken (in the best possible way) will be released if we’re all still alive.
I’m the proprietress of Nowhere Bookshop in San Antonio.
You can email me, but I’m terrible at responding. It’s not you. It’s me. Unless you’re emailing to ask me to shill toilet paper for free. Then it’s you. I’m at Jenny@thebloggess (dot) com.
Advertising is available but only to the sexy people. (“Sexy people” = anyone who doesn’t use the word “flustrated”.) Girl’s gotta have her standards.
If you want to send me free junk you can but I probably won’t write about it unless it’s hilarious or hilariously awful, and if you send me a truly terrible marketing pitch you will be sent a picture of Wil Wheaton collating.
Products I won’t write about: Coupons, cleaning supplies, stuff that makes me do math.
Things I might write about: Victorian books about diseases, things that make me wonder what the hell they are, badly taxidermied animals wearing clothing, potent potables.
My address is: TheBloggess.com / 14546 Brook Hollow Blvd. #400 / San Antonio TX, 78232
(That’s just a PO Box, burglars. It’s not my house. Nice try though. Also, I only check that box twice a year at best, so please don’t send me any meat or live kittens.)
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