The whole book thing really freaked me out. For awhile. I didn’t want anyone to actually KNOW I’d written it, or that it was out, and that’s really a ridiculous un-author-y way to be. It’s fading a little.It still feels completely bizarre to sign them. “Enjoy! Blah blah blah. -Kelsey Kilgore”Which actually translates directly to: “OH. MY. GOSH. IF YOU HATE THIS, PLEASE DON’T EVER TELL ME. -Kelsey Kilgore.”I mean, y’all. That’ s not even my name. It’s my Pretend Name. Have you ever tried to sign your Pretend Name? Right. Probably not, because most normal people do not have such things.Anyway, at least I AM making myself sign my Pretend Name and send a few out into the world. If you’d like one, just tell me. If I haven’t already sent one your way, I will. Mike orders them in bulk and proudly passes them out on the street corners, so I figure I could at least give them to y’all. (No blog required.) Leave a comment. Or email me. Include your address. Whatever.You know what’s really strange? Signing a Pretend Name in a book for my mother, who knows FULL WELL who I really am.Clarification: DON’T put your address in a comment. There are crazy people out there just looking for addresses to start loading you up with junk mail catalogs full of faux crocs and other such stuff. Somewhere to the right are the words: Contact Me. That’s how you email me to send your address.Clarification: I’m not a croc snob. I have no preferential views for the ‘real’ crocs vs. their lookalikes. I think they’re all bizarre and do not understand why so many of you love them. Let’s just agree to disagree on this one. (But seriously? They aren’t even real shoes, y’all!)[ Here's the book. ]UPDATE: Okay! I’m out of free copies. If you go HERE you can order (or pre-order, should it be currently unavailable) a copy of your very own!