There are times it’s hard to walk into a bookstore. Sometimes you are in the kids section of your fabulous indie watching your little boy play at the train table, and your eye catches some enormous display of a shiny YA from a reality star-cum-artiste, and you find you cannot take it any more, that it is all too much, and you say to your little boy, “Come on, honey, it’s time to go.” And he says, “But, why?” And you say, “You’ll understand when you’re older.” And you’re about to pack up and go when you realize you are overreacting; that this display has nothing to do with you or your self-worth; that publishing still is what it is, shiny display or no; that this reality star actually makes it so you can write your books too; that, most pertinently, you are only ensuring that your child grows up to start his own publishing house that produces nothing but novels by reality stars because you drove him to it. So, you gather yourself. You smile at the other moms. You tell your boy it’s going to be okay, he can stay. You put your hand above your eye, and you decide if you can’t see the display, it does not exist. You master yourself. You manage. Because it’s okay. Because it’s just a reality star and we are all rational people. We can survive this.
Former supermodel Tyra Banks has signed a deal for a series of fantasy novels about the world of modeling, her publishers said on Tuesday…
She has already finished the first, called “Modelland”, which is about a teen girl in a make-believe society at an academy for exceptional models called Intoxibellas. It will be published in the summer of 2011.
I shall not endure.