I was cooking the other day, whipping up a mean lemon basil sauce for some pasta and sautéed vegetables when I had a realization. Inger, the character in Swedish Lessons most oft portrayed as completely insane, taught me how to make sauces from scratch. In fact, before I went to Sweden, while I knew how to follow recipes, I had no idea how to cook. Now, cooking is legitimately my favorite hobby. I’m passionate about it.
Here you go, it’s my brain
A book about one’s self is an awkward thing to share. It really has to mean something, to contribute a needed additive to the world, or else it is just an embarrassing vanity project. The only way this threshold can be sufficiently met by the book I wrote is if my brain processed, filtered and interpreted my experiences in the right way. I am nervous about this. I really, really, really hate vanity projects. I don’t want to have created one. Now, with just two days until everyone can read it, I guess I’m about to find out if I did
It’s Book Release Week!
You guys. It’s book release week.
This Thursday, Swedish Lessons: A memoir of sects, love and indentured servitude. Sort of. will be released upon the world. Though only six and a half months have passed since we launched the Kickstarter campaign for the book, it’s seemed like about 16 months on this end.
Natalie Burg 