I changed my name when I got married, not only because it sounded like a clapped-out country and western singer, but so I might write a book and be able to hand it to people and say, "Shauna Reid my book?"
I don't know if that works with non-Aussie or Scottish accents, but when my friend Alex pointed it out to me I thought it was a tops joke. Now I'm finally about to put it to good use. I've written a book! And it's being published on 1 January 2008!
It's a memoir about my lard-busting adventures. A fatoir, if you will. But don't let you put that off! The crazy weight loss is just one aspect of the story. As always I attempt to endear myself to as many demographics as possible. Hehehe. Check out the wacky cartoon likeness on the cover!
WARNING: Rack of cartoon may be more impressive than rack of author.
There are a million reasons for the secret squirrel behaviour since The Deal went down over a year ago, including worrying I'd bore everyone to death with my deadline hysteria, fretting about being a show-off, and feeling convinced it would never actually happen and I'd be mown down by a bus if I dared squeak up. I have a bad habit of doing this, like staying mum re Gareth until we'd been together for a year and I felt sure it wasn't all an elaborate practical joke. But now the book is all written and edited and proofed and finally seems real… you can even pre-order it on Amazon UK! (Ooh that's subtle)
I just wanted to say thank you to all you groovy groovers; for your encouragement and kindness and friendship and hilariousness. Thanks particularly for sticking around this past year when I've been a neglectful stress monkey. It really means the world.
Dr G perusing the proof.