Oops, I Did It Again...
I suck at substack! Will I move to Paris? And BOOK THREE NEWS!
Alright, I know, I know. I am not meant to be a regular newsletter person; I know this about myself. Honestly, I keep the “paid” option available because not everything I write is suitable for everyone, and I don’t want everyone under the sun to have unfettered access to everything I write. Maybe Substack isn’t the ideal platform, maybe it is, but I have zero interest in moving my entire email list again.
Next point: Paris. I just got back last night after 9 days, and when I tell you I could have stayed the rest of my life, I am not joking. I was entirely not prepared to love Paris so much. I expletive expletive expletive loved it.
I’ve been fortunate enough to travel quite a bit, both with and without my kids. Though there are plenty of places left on my travel bucket list (Scandinavia, Eastern Europe, Australia—specifically to hug a koala), my expectations have always been fairly realistic. I research heavily and plan trips thoroughly, so I know what I’m getting into.
Paris wasn’t on my list since I’ve visited Cannes and Marseille before, and while I loved those cities, I kinda thought I’d “done” France. Also, my husband goes to Paris every other year for an air show, so it hasn't been at the top of his list when we have the opportunity to travel together, since he’s seen it numerous times. Lastly, I am neither a foodie nor an art enthusiast. I love food, I love to eat, but I don’t have a sophisticated palate by any means. I’ve had carnival corn dogs that make me just as happy as Michelin-star meals. And art is pretty and fun to look at, but I’m not into art if you know what I mean.
ANYWAY, his air show has always fallen on the kids’ last week of school, and it was entirely too inconvenient for me to go with him. But this year, miraculously, it didn’t. And our kids are all teenagers and adults. Since Kale already had a hotel room, all we needed to do was book my ticket, and he has ten bajillion airline miles because he travels so frequently. It would have been silly for me to turn down a basically free trip! So I went.
I. Loved. Everything.
I loved the food, the people, the art, the architecture, the lifestyle, the shopping...everything! I LOVED EVERY SECOND OF ALL OF IT. I could move there in a heartbeat. Also, the people were really lovely! I didn’t meet one person who was snooty to me, even with my extremely basic high-school-level French conversational skills. I also found tons of non alcoholic options on every menu, and nobody was weird about me being sober.
The ONLY THING I didn’t like was all the smoking, like the 90’s in the US before they banned it everywhere, but I could overlook it, and by the end of the trip, I’d gotten entirely used to it. I’d possibly become a smoker1 to live there, that’s how much I loved Paris.
So, please, do yourself a favor and visit Paris sometime! Also, take me with you if you do.
Ok, drumroll, the final and most exciting point - Book three! My debut novel - The Revenge Party - will be in the world on May 12, 2026! More to come (probably in two months, at the current rate of sending newsletters), but I’m super excited!2.
That’s it for now!
xo Emily
JK. Maybe.
Sorry I know that was a big wind up and I made you read all about Paris before telling you, but I promise I’ll be bugging the shit out of you before long for preorders and all of that jazz.