Interview with Sarah Millman

Not too long ago I interviewed Sarah Millman, Author of the graphic novels Heart of Time and NPC Tea for a university assignement; So in anticipation of her new kickstarter, raising funds for the final issue of Volume 1 of NPC Tea, I was able to get permission to publish that interview!

If you are someone who loves urban fantasy, mythical creatures and cute cafes; NPC Tea is the graphic novel for you! Set in a small cafe in Wales, a human named Hannah comes across Cardiff's least favourite tea shop; she soon realises that not everything is as it seems. If you wish to support Sarah and her projects I will leave her Kickstarter link at the end of the interview! 

Interview

Growing up what were some stories that inspired you or made you think that maybe you wanted to go into the creative field of work?

Sarah: I read a lot as a child - I remember particularly enjoying Redwall and the Mortal Engines series, and I always enjoyed making up stories but never thought I could take it up as a profession. Comics and especially manga were a great escape (I loved Pokemon, Inu Yasha, El Hazard, Geobreeders and Blade of the Immortal). I was drawn to things that subverted your expectations, and were really character driven - I ignored the genre most of the time, and just inhaled any comics I could get my hands on. I loved the variety of manga and that they seemed less restricted to genre than western comics.

It would annoy me that comics, especially in the early 2000s, was seen as a thing for boys. Everything that I enjoyed wasn't advertised or shown as being made for me, so the fact that I could make a career out of it never even crossed my mind. Back then the internet was so new and so it was difficult to see how anyone got into an industry like that. It was only when I started at university that I saw how it could be done, and worked out exactly what I wanted to do.

I see on your kickstarter that you’ve worked for a number of clients such as The Beano, Rebellion, and Kookie Magazine, how was it working for larger publications verses working on your own projects such as Heart of Time or NPC Tea?

Sarah: It's very different, and I like that. It's great to have a lot of freedom when it comes to self-published work, though there's a lot of pressure - I'm my own editor, letterer, publicist etc. If something goes wrong, or if I lose confidence in the message or the story itself, then it's all on me. When it comes to professionally published work, it's great to have a safety net, and a fresh set of critical eyes to just tell you if your work isn't good enough or needs changing. Having a good idea of how much I'd make and when is incredibly helpful, too, as with self-publishing you're never quite sure how well your work will sell. When it comes down to it, though, I prefer having the freedom to publish to my own schedule, and having a more direct link to my readers - publishing with a bigger company can feel a little impersonal at times.

I also saw that you had worked in the games industry as an artist and writer, what was that like and how did that experience help with your own future projects? Also if someone were looking to get into the gaming industry, how did you come across the opportunities?

Sarah: I don't think I'm a great person to talk to about that as I worked for an indie company, and my experiences were rather mixed. I got in through a friend of a friend, and interned there for free for six months before getting a contract. Which obviously isn't great... It was a busy environment and crunch was a regular thing. It's easy to be exploited in an industry like that - it made me a lot stronger in terms of knowing my rights and how and when to stand up for myself. There were good elements too, though: working on such short projects was an excellent exercise, and being part of a pipeline was fun (I now organize my files beautifully because of it, as my printer can attest). There was also loads of variety. In my time at that company, I did 2D art, animation, writing, voice acting, story editing, HR... but I was only trained in the first one.

I had a bad experience working in games but not everyone does - I think I was unlucky. Games is a massive, vibrant community just like comics. In terms of looking for opportunities, the best way to get in (in my opinion) is just by being friendly and getting involved where you can, like at events, game jams, local meetups etc. Having the right skillset is a given - if you know a little bit about programming and how a game gets made then that obviously helps.

Do you still work freelance or part time jobs or do you solely work on your own projects now?

Sarah: At the moment most of my time is taken up finishing my current self-published project, though in 2020 I hope to get a better balance of pro and indie work. It would be nice to take a break from the pressure of self-publishing, but it's difficult to switch off and not write my own projects. 

At the moment, I'd say I do about 80% self published, 20% freelance, but it varies a lot month to month. The past two months I've been solely on my own projects, with my patreon and etsy on the side.

What sort of schedule do you keep for yourself and your work and how has it changed through out your writing career?

Sarah: It's constantly changing! It's a lot easier to schedule art and comics production for me - when the script is done and edited, I can get two pages of lineart done a day. It's easy to work out from there, but writing is a lot harder. If I'm not in the "zone", writing can go at a snail's pace. I've also been known to knock out a script overnight, but taking months to edit and thumbnail it. Up until recently I still did crunch - that is, working all hours to get a project done - because I'm quite an anxious person. But I'm now forcing myself to work more regular hours - so a usual day can be 10am-1pm, lunch, 2pm-7pm, dinner and an episode of Terrace House, then 9pm to about 11pm (depending on how well work is going and how much I have to do). It's very hard as a freelancer in this kind of industry as it's easy to overwork, and as it's so enjoyable it's hard to switch off. When I'm not working I'm usually thinking about work, or what to write next, and that's not ideal!

In terms of your art and writing early on, Did you study any creative subjects in school such as art or creative writing? Or are you self-taught?

Sarah: I've always drawn, and people assumed I'd do art - but I didn't have the confidence in it. The first story I wrote in school was a Pokemon fanfic, which naturally didn't go down well, and I don't remember doing any significant creative writing after that as my high school didn't offer it. I wrote my own stories for myself outside of school, that I deleted as a teenager out of embarrassment (though I wish I'd kept them now). 

I studied Fine Art, Media Studies and English Lit at A-Level, then went on to a foundation fine art diploma, and from there did an academic Film Studies BA course... for two weeks. I dropped out because I realized I'd made the wrong decision, and switched over to Illustration at Bristol the following year. Again, I just did what my tutors thought I should do, and was told that I shouldn't write as I wasn't good at it. 

While I gained a lot of knowledge from my courses and school, most of what I know is self-taught or things I've pursued myself. I did a masters in Animation after my degree, where I made my first comic, and everything since then has been trial and error. With writing and making comics, everything I've learned is from reading and studying comics myself. So it's a mix of the two for me - but I think even if you study art, a lot of it comes down to your own studies anyway. Art education is really useful for critique and advice, but unless you study something that explicitly offers practical skills (like animation, for instance) there isn't a lot being taught in my experience.

Thank you to Sarah for agreeing to talk to me!

Sarah's Kickstarter: https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/milmo/npc-tea-volume-1?ref=user_menu

Sarah's Twitter: https://twitter.com/Heart_of_Time

It's Dark Now.

July. I was in the passenger seat of my friend’s car. Fuchsia and saffron painted petals swayed on the roadsides, rays of sun cast a warm glow over everything in sight. Nests of birds were peppered within tangled branches, with clusters of lush leaves and broken twigs, hidden away in the tops of the grand trees. Sparrows flocked together, dousing the car in fleeting shadows.

Three other friends were in the backseat and Panic! At the disco was playing loudly. Their new album, Pray for the wicked, had been released in June, so naturally, it had become our soundtrack for the summer. I didn’t think anything of it.

We had been at a theme park all day and decided to take a picnic to Sand Point later that evening. Before I knew it, it had hit midnight, but the stars and the city lights that shone over from Wales held the darkness back. I felt good. I felt safe.

Emerald faded to amber, sapphire to rust-like brown, but it was okay because it had just started to rain outside. I was by the window; immersed in stories where children disappeared through doorways to fantasy lands. Where half angels fought to defend the mundane world from demons, whilst discovering what it means to be human, and where Demigods have to fight the wars that their godly parents started.

It had stopped raining, but the wind howled and knocked me out of the fantasy land, so I picked up a pen and stumbled my way into a new one; except these ones are my own. Worlds that I had dreamed of, with people crafted from the inner workings of my mind, laced together with my most desperate desires. My want and need for there to be something more than this very mortal world.

As I glanced up from the word document on my bright screen, I found myself in a classroom, surrounded by people and it felt good. It was October and assignments had been handed out but I didn’t feel stressed. This was writing. This was what I had wanted to do for years. So maybe that’s why I had neglected to detect the shift in time as the days began to shrink and the nights began to grow.

A month went by, deadlines were coming up, and the trees had started to shed their skins; warning signs had begun to flash in my peripheral vision, but I was too busy to notice. I’m always too busy to notice. I failed to feel the shallow breath of winter as it slithered its way through the slit in the open window.

When I walked to college during the last couple of weeks, I was forced to slow down as my feet began to slip across the rain splattered pavement. So caught up in the ‘importance’ of gaining a meaningful education, that by the time the Christmas break rolls around, I was too late. As everyone around me had begun to slow down, the ache in my bones had already sunk in. Nights felt much longer than the days, as the grotesque tendrils of darkness encroached on ever vanishing light.

It’s dark now.

I’ve become stuck in a cycle of sleeping too much. I wake up and stare into oblivion, eyes locked onto a white wall. I don’t move. Everything is quiet, my senses are numb and I can't move. It seems as though my body has turned to lead, my muscles frozen, wrapped in the weight of these chains that refuse to set me free.

Apparently, it’s February now.

I don’t remember much of January.

January is usually blank for me.

Class started again, I didn’t make it to many lectures… and the ones I did make it to, I don’t remember that much of them. Fragments of information shattered like glass, scattered far and wide, in between white noise and the edges of my memory, blurred to a minute grey. When I do manage to drag myself out of bed, onto the bus full of miserable looking people, on a miserable looking day; I wander into class and what once felt familiar and safe, now feels alien. People have switched seats and now I’m on the outside again. I’m sat with my classmates and tutor, but I feel like I’m staring through a glass box, my fists bloodied and bruised from banging on the frosted, unbreakable surface. Panic rattles my rib-cage. Nobody can hear me. Nobody can see me.

Logically I know that they can; they all have eyes and ears.

Unfortunately, logic is silenced. Silenced by nearly a decade of self-doubt, of questions about self-worth, about who I am and who I am supposed to be. I don’t know who I am supposed to be. Why can’t I just pull myself out of this darkness? Why can’t I enjoy things without this blackness coming back to suck all the joy out of my life? Why do I have to have everything figured out? Why can’t I just be happy?

Nobody teaches us how to deal with emotions.

We’re taught the alphabet, we’re taught how to count. We’re taught to be obedient and to be overbearingly literate. We’re taught that maths and science are more important than drama or art. We’re taught that grades are more important than mental health and well-being. I was taught that I was nothing more than a statistic from the ages of 4 to 17. I have been nothing more than a number to every authority figure in my life. So how am I expected to have learnt any form of resilience, when it comes to self-esteem and confidence? How am I supposed to say I love myself when I’ve never been taught how to? If I missed a day off school, I couldn’t tell them it was because I was too anxious or too drained to get out of bed. It’s not good enough. I was never good enough. It wasn’t perfect but my attendance wasn’t completely terrible. I still got the grades. I still went to college, where the head of A-levels told me I would fail everything and that University was life or death. I never wanted to go to University. But then I was pestered by my tutors who told me that life would be more difficult if I didn’t; I was made to doubt myself.

Any resilience that I previously had, had been beaten down and smeared in the dirt, and so I applied.

It’s March now.

The deep-rooted pressure continues to linger in my skull, but the shards of dark start to fade. Slivers of sunlight break through the cracks and I’m able to go to class; I still feel distant but I start to feel human again.

As the inky, black shackles start to break away, I start to see people instead of blurred out shapes. The white noise dissolves into a calmer quiet.

I told my mum how I’d been feeling.

I told my tutor what had been going on.

And for the first time, I wasn’t shamed. I wasn’t made to feel guilty for my inability to function properly. I was offered support.

The ache begins to leave my ribs and breath fills my lungs for the first time since December and soon it’ll be summer again. I won’t have to fear the dark and I won’t have to dread the night.

It won’t last though.

Winter will arrive all the same, and the shadows will creep their way through the windows and back into my mind. I’ll be left, muted whilst the rest of the world carries on. I’ll make it through each day with anguish in my muscles and burden in my bones. It’s ironic that the season I most looked forward to as a child, has now become the monster that lives under my bed, forcing its way into my head.

But it’s okay. I’ll be okay.

One day I won’t lose four months to obscurity, at least for eight months of the year, the radiant caress of the sun will shine out against the dreary depths of the night. I hope that someday, I’ll notice as thin veils of sunlight glisten against the frosted branches of the naked blossom tree, and I’ll watch as my cat bathes in the warmth that emanates from the centre of the room. Flames lapping at crackling logs, drowning out the silence and casting out the cold.

In The Heat of The Moment

There’s something thrilling about writing sex scenes when you haven’t had it yourself.

Some people would say that the lack of experience would mean I don’t know enough about it. But I and others would argue that this isn’t necessarily true.

I write about fantasy lands in a way that portrays them as if they could be real. I write characters in such intimate ways, that I craft them and learn every little detail about them. So why wouldn’t I have the knowledge and the ability to write about them being together?
Spending years fantasizing about something I’ve wanted but haven’t been able to get and haven’t been deemed worthy of by society can make up for lack of experience. I’ve written scenes, previous to the ones I write now, and over time I’ve watched my ability to write about such secretive and supposedly taboo topics. I’m not ashamed about writing such scenes, and yet I hesitate to show my writing to people. When I’ve sent them to my friends, they’ve spoken of nothing but praise and words of advice. But when I have shown others, who have found out about my ‘dirty little secret’, I get looks of confusion, surprise and embarrassment and I’m made to feel as though I’ve done something wrong. Scolded like a child, who snuck into the cookie jar and started to nibble on the treat that they weren’t supposed to have.

Why should I hold back what I want to write? For the sake of conforming to societal expectations and being pushed through a pre-established mould?

Frankly, fuck that, if I want to write scenes of love and passion, between characters that I have put my heart into then I will.
If I want to write about sex and the sex that I want but can’t have, then I will.

Review: Autoboyography

Autoboyography by Christina Lauren
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

Tanner and Sebastian deserve the world and my heart hasn’t felt this warm in a while.
I apologise for how long this took to come out! I've been extremely busy over the past two months and just haven't had time to post or even read much lately! But finally I'm back, so here is my long overdue review of AutoBoyography.

The Writing

I wasn’t sure what I was expecting when I went into this book, I had a vague understanding of the plot but not a lot else; so I went in on assumptions and guesses. After reading Simon Vs. And Aristotle and Dante, I needed something in the same genre to keep my heart warm and fluff; Autoboyography certainly isn’t disappointing. If anything it’s exceeding expectations.

The pacing of this book surprised me, things take place faster than I thought they would but it’s actually a really lovely read. Nothing feels rushed or unnatural, the events happen in a way that is still raw and realistic about how they might happen in real life. The way the story comes to an end, in my opinion, was handled really well and honestly Autoboyography has one of the warmest endings I’ve read in a while.

Characters:

Tanner is a really good protagonist and voice for the novel as he has lived in two completely different worlds. California where he was out and open to the world and now Utah where he’s retreated back into the closet; hiding from the possibility of judgment and alienation.
At first, he comes across as a bold, confident guy but the story progresses it turns out he’s a bit of a hot mess under the surface and honestly I think everyone could relate to Tanner in one way or another.

Sebastian is a sweetheart who deserves nothing but a world full of happiness and rainbow kisses. Honestly, this boy does things to my heart just as he does to Tanner’s; watching him grow and open up to Tanner is heartwarming and a blessing to see. The journey that Seb went on through the course of this book was one of pure discovery and one of truth: just watching how he grew makes me swell with pride.

Watching the dynamic between Tanner and Sebastian as it grew and developed was honestly gorgeous; these boys have stolen my heart and I wish them nothing but happiness.

Diversity:

A bisexual MC, a gay Mormon MC.

Content Warning:
Homophobia

Overall
I would highly recommend this to anyone who is looking for a short, sweet LGBTQ+, summery read about two boys who have to overcome obstacles in order to be together. I had a wonderful time reading this one and I think you will to!

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Review: A List of Cages

A List of Cages by Robin Roe
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

I apologise for how long this took to come out! I've been extremely busy over the past two months and just haven't had time to post or even read much lately! But finally I'm back, so here is my long overdue review of a List of Cages.

The Writing

The writing in ALOC flowed really well, the pacing was perfect, nothing dragged or felt rushed. The way Roe handled the topics raised in the book was handled with extreme sensitivity, it was raw and natural; it tells the truth and doesn't shy away from the seriousness of the issues.

A List of Cages is not only a heartbreaking tale of pain and sorrow but also one of kindness and friendship; it's thought-provoking in ways I wasn't expecting. This book simultaneously broke and warmed my heart within the turn of a page.

Characters

Julian is a sweetheart and I just wanted to protect him the entire time. The portrayal of Julian's anxiety is handled very well, the feelings that he has through the course of the novel are relatable - I'm not saying that everyone has gone through what Julian has - but I definitely that the feelings he displays will resonant with some people.
Julian's character has so many layers to it, you can see the outline of the boy he used to be within the boy he has become. it's heartbreaking to see the way that life had treated Julian and it left me rooting for him right from the very beginning. The more Julian lt Adam and the others into his life, the more you see how his character grew and developed; his character arc was one of beauty.

Adam is wonderful and I love him with all of my heart.
His bubbly attitude made me smile through the story, but I loved that as the story progressed, we started to see the cracks within Adam's happy-go-lucky front that he presents to the people around him. The vulnerability that Adam started to show as the story developed, lent so much more to his charact and he is someone who a lot of people can probably relate to.

Seeing how much Adam cares about Julian was lovely to see, you could tell that Adam regards Julian with the highest respect and truly loves him as his little brother. The way Adam is with his friends is also really nice to see as I found it refreshing to read about a group of friends where everyone genuinely gets along and who care about one another like family.

Charlie, Emerald, Camila and the rest of the group were wonderful additions to the story and being able to watch them grow and adapt as a friend group was awesome to see. The development between Julian and Charlie was also super heartwarming to see.

Content Warning:

Child abuse, Ableism, Occasional strong language.

Overall

This book was a simultaneously heartbreaking and heartwarming story about brotherhood, friendship and the lengths you'd go to protect your family. If you are sensitive to any of the topics raised, I would read with caution. But I would definitely recommend this story to anyone who is interested in learning more about what happens to these two brothers.

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Review: Eliza and Her Monsters

Eliza and Her Monsters by Francesca Zappia
My rating: 4 of 5 stars

I have no words. This book took my breath away and spoke to me in ways I never thought a book could. Everyone and anyone should read this book. Beautifully written and breathtakingly wonderful.

I apologise for how long this took to come out! I've been extremely busy over the past two months and just haven't had time to post or even read much lately! But finally I'm back, so here is my long overdue review of Eliza and her monsters.

4.5 out of 5 stars

The Writing:

The pacing, in my opinion, was really well done, it was slow but still kept the story moving; nothing felt stagnant or rushed. The book for me was a bit of a slower read but granted that it is nearly 400 pages long; I liked that the pace seemed to accommodate for the story. It heightened the moments of anxiety and calmed in the moments of happiness that Eliza experienced through the course of the novel.

I will say that the ending felt a little rushed to me, everything sort of happened all at once and the way things were 'resolved' happened very fast; a bit too fast for my liking. There was no real conversation regarding the conflicts towards the end and it seemed to me that it was sightly glossed over.

One thing that absolutely loved throughout the entirety of the novel was the use of the comic snippets within the story; I love that we got to see Eliza's work throughout. I think that it really helped to support the story, as it allowed the audience to get a deeper understanding of who Eliza was through her fictional characters and the story that she herself was creating.

The Characters (Potienitally light spoiler? )

I loved Eliza's character throughout the duration of the novel, at first part of me was worried that we'd see another case of 'Girl thinks she's above everyone else' but that was not the case at all. She's honest and strong in her opinions whilst still displaying her vulnerability, using her online persona as a shield; which is something a lot of young people can relate to. The way Eliza's anxiety was handled through the course of the novel was sensitive and well-done whilst still managing not to shy away from just how awful it can be to experience. I found myself relating a lot more to Eliza than I was first expecting to.

Wallace was a sweetheart, I loved how he was introduced as it wasn't forced or full-on; it was subtle which I think speaks volumes about his overall character. His silent confidence and how sure of himself he seems to be is something that I grew to absolutely love about his character; however, through his online persona, we are able to see him showing some of his vulnerability. Almost a parallel to how Eliza uses her online persona as well, they use them as shields and outlets.
His family is adorable, though his dad was out of line and he irritated me; Wallace just deserves happiness in his life.
However, I will say that I didn't like or agree with the way Wallace acted towards the end of the novel as it seemed to be a little extreme but I think part of that is because it never really felt resolved to me as it was never really touched upon or talked about.

(Potential spoiler)
The symbolism of Eliza opening up the blanket and letting Wallace displayed how open and comfortable she was beginning to feel around Wallace and I thought it was an absolutely beautiful use of the little moment between the two characters.
(End of Potential Spoiler)

Max and Emmy were good characters, I would maybe like to have seen more of them through the book. They are fierce friends and clearly care a lot about Eliza. Their dynamic is something I can relate to as the large majority of my closest friends I have met online. Being able to see their text messages is something I think lends originality to the story as it truly shows the audience, how much of Eliza's life is online.

Cole, Chandra, Leech and Megan seem to be a lovely group of friends as well; I loved the relationship between Cole and Wallace. They all showed support and passion for Eliza's comic and it was interesting to see how the dynamic between them shifted and changed throughout the course of the story.

Overall
Eliza and Her Monsters was a really great read, I had a lot of fun getting to know the characters and watching them grow. I would definitely recommend this book to anyone who is looking for a story about friendship, online lives, mental health and life as a teenager who is struggling to balance everything along aside school.

I would like to add a content warning as this novel does discuss themes of Bullying, Anxiety, Depression and suicidal thoughts.

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Review: Carry On

Carry On by Rainbow Rowell
My rating: 5 of 5 stars

This book was just a blessing. Plain and Simple.
I am so so glad I picked this book up when I did, it was definitely a case of the right book at the right time!



The Writing

Carry On is an action-packed YA fantasy and the pacing really adds to the flow of the story, fast enough that it allows the plot to progress naturally; but not so fast that it feels rushed. The progression of the plot is steady, smooth and constantly moving; nothing feels stale or halted. Information about the world gets uncovered and revealed at just the right moments; not giving too much away whilst also feeding the audience's need for answers.

The world in this urban-fantasy is whimsical and mysterious whilst also remaining grounded and down-to-earth with references to real-world products and cultures. The magic system is also well-developed and explained enough that it doesn't leave readers confused or bored. The magic works with everyday phrases which means the system is practical and makes sense in terms of this particular story, it also makes it feel fresh and unique.

The politics and the background provided for the world is reverting, I'm really glad that we get to slowly learn about the history of this magical world. Past events link up well with the present and nothing feels forced, the order of the world and how it works makes sense and I've always been a sucker for backstories trickled into books.

The Characters

Our main protagonist Simon Snow is lovable, awkward, witty and has a charm to him that makes root for him right from the start. His inability to use magic well is something that I feel makes him more grounded and more endearing to a mundane audience; we can sympathise with him as well as fall in love with him. It's a nice change from main characters who are the best at everything almost instantly and who have little to no flaws at all. Simon clearly cares about the people around him, his friendship with Penelope is wonderful to see, the way he maintains a friend-status with Agatha is sweet as well and the transition through his relationship with Baz is really interesting to watch; it's also so sweet I think I have cavities.

Penelope Brunce is a wonderful character, she provides more logical thinking to the story and to Simon's life, their friendship is really lovely to see; remaining by one another's side despite everything that goes on. She's incredibly intelligent, head-strong and she stands her ground; standing up for the people she loves and the things she believes in.

Baz. Basilton. Tyrannus Basilton Pitch-Grimm.
Simon tells us that Baz is his archenemy and that he's a cocky, rich boy who likes to antagonise him; so naturally, I love him already.
I love Baz okay, he is my son and he must be protected.
The confident energy that he gives off when he's first introduced is both a virtue and a flaw, it makes him strong but also incredibly cocky. Through the course of the novel, the development that Baz goes through is wonderful to watch, you slowly get to see the cracks in his bravado and start to realise that he's a lot more vulnerable than he likes to let on.
The way Baz describes Simon and Simon's magic is actually really beautiful, you can instantly see how Baz feels about his roommate; as if he's in awe of Simon.

The relationship between Simon and Baz is one of the fluffiest things I have ever read, the progression of the bond between them is natural and raw; they continue to grow together and as a result help to better one another as individuals.

Honestly, I'm living for Snowbaz and that's all that needs to be said on the matter.

The Diversity

In Carry on, we have: A English-Egyptian Gay main character, a potentially Bisexual Main Character although it's never explicitly stated and an English-Indian main character.

Overall

Carry On by Rainbow Rowell is a fantastic YA fantasy novel that is a fun, page-turning read. Simon and Baz are wonderful characters that you can easily fall in love with; as well as Penelope and the rest of the Carry On Cast. For anyone who's looking for a YA fantasy that has heart-racing action, unrevealing mysterious and a heart-warming romance, then this is the book for you!

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