"As sweet as a song and sharp as a beak, Winging It really soars as a memoir about family -- children and husbands, feathers and fur -- and
our capacity to keep loving though life may occasionally bite."
-Wade Rouse, bestselling author of At Least in the City Someone
Would Hear Me Scream, and Confessions of A Prep School Mommy Handler
Jenny Gardiner's hilarious memoir will have you alternately laughing
and crying, and watching the skies for winged pets out for your blood.
--Award-winning author of Catching Genius, Kristy Kiernan
Slacker slacker \'sla-kӘr\
noun informal
a person who avoids work or effort.
Well, well, well. It appears that I do indeed fit this definition. Since it's been a lonnnggg time since I updated my website. I freely admit it, I've been a huge slacker. Completely lame of me, I know, but in my defense, I've been otherwise occupied with writing and editing and working and lots of road-tripping of late.
So here we are, the holidays fast approaching, and I guess I'd better get you caught up on things.
WINGING IT: A MEMOIR OF CARING FOR A VENGEFUL PARROT WHO'S DETERMINED TO KILL ME (Simon Spotlight Entertainment) is going to be flying into store shelves before you know it-it has a release date of March 16. I hope you're as excited about it as I am (and a bit more excited than Graycie is, because she doesn't love when the spotlight is on her and tends to clam up). But I was able to surreptitiously shine the spotlight on Graycie recently, so you can get a glimpse of my parrot's activities when no one's watching, here: http://bit.ly/45UvyC
She's pretty hilarious, isn't she? That's a perfect replication of my husband's sneeze, by the way. And that's Graycie, peering down at you from on top of the page above. The good news is she can't bite you from there (or trust me, she would!).
I'm starting to line up launch events for Winging It and will kick it off with an appearance at The Virginia Festival of the Book, which if you can get to I can assure you you'll love. I'll keep you posted on details as I get them.
While I've been writing this I've had to corral Graycie back into just one small area of my living room/dining room/kitchen area as I simply don't think she should be entitled to shit all over my floor. Call me crazy but...
In the past hour she's gone from her cage to her tree to the floor (parrots are pretty tricky at climbing down things using their heads as another limb), across the vast tundra of hardwoods straddling rooms, into a kitchen cabinet, up a bar stool, onto the kitchen counter, back down another barstool, and back again. When I attempted to clean up the three piles of poop that I encountered (God knows there'll be more I have yet to spot) she comes charging after me (surprisingly quickly, in that hippos-sure-can-run-fast! sort of way that parrots have), attacking my feet with her beak.
Only problem is my one ace-in-the-hole is my 15 year-old daughter, who I have deemed the parrot whisperer, is not home. And soon I have to depart to get to my other daughter's fall concert at school and I'm not quite sure how I'm going to wrangle that bird back into her cage without blood (mine) being let. Suggestions are welcome.
In the meantime, please have a look around and follow Graycie's daily escapades on Twitter and FaceBook. But I've got to run because she's scaled yet another bar stool and is now hovering quite close to my desk, staring me down in a defiant I'll-jack-you-up sort of way.
Ah, to be controlled by a creature that weighs about 14 ounces...
Thanks for stopping by and keep your eyes out for Graycie in Winging It!
Jen
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