In other news, Kavi really wants to read one of my books. Eep. I gave her Perennial, because even though there’s some cancer stuff in there, there’s no explicit sex, I think. I think it’s reasonably 12-year-old appropriate? It’s hard to remember, but I’m pretty sure it just ends with a kiss. (For those new to reading me, much of my work has quite a bit of sexually explicit material.)
And then she came back home from school yesterday and said one of her friends saw it in her bag and wanted to borrow and read it, and I said EEP. I really don’t want angry parents descending on me!
We told her that after she’d finished it, if she thought it was appropriate, she could loan it to her friend.