My best friend Glynnis (of this spicy book) and I joke a lot about how the most important thing the other one needs to do if we die an unfortunate early death in a strange way is to make sure the NY Post runs a hot picture of us.
We are joking, but also not joking. One time Glyn and I were on a flight coming back from the 2012 Republican convention in Tampa and there was so much turbulence you couldn’t hear yourself talk through the audible Hail Marys of the entire staff of Gawker. We were very concerned about dying in that plane crash because fancy news anchor Brian Williams was also on the plane and we knew the NY Post headline would be: Beloved News Anchor Dies on Plane with a Lot of Other Media Chumps.
But back to the picture thing. I have been doing a lot of press for The Sicilian Inheritance (order now everyone or I will not be able to slay the dragon and faerie sex that dominates the bestseller list).
And I wrote a very tender piece for Today.com about how writing this book and working on our true-crime podcast about it has helped me to grieve my dad who I lost 7 years ago. My dad John was also obsessed with this story and writing all of this made me feel so much closer to him. It was hard to grieve when he passed because I was newly pregnant and newly married and I had just lost my job and moved across the country and I didn’t have the space. But now…..now I feel him with me for every step on this journey.
So it is a lovely story………..
But in very Daily Mail fashion they picked it up and turned it into a Daily Mail story with this headline.
Now I do not mind this one little bit. All press for a book is good press. I will take off my shirt and wear The Sicilian Inheritance as a bikini and run down Broad Street if it sells books (sorry Nick). Just link to me in the TikToks and show the cover of the book my friends.
No, no, no….my issue is that instead of using my gorgeous belly baring headshots where I look like a hot ass Sicilian with BIG SICILIAN ENERGY they took a picture from my Instagram in front of my messy bed while I’m trying on my new pink suit and not wearing any makeup and trying to fend off an army of children asking me for snacks.
But….alas…there is nothing I can do about it.
Because….at the end of the day…Instagram pictures are public property. Do we have any control of our image after it is posted on Instagram? We sure don’t. And this is a very, very good reminder that we have no control of the pictures we post of our children on social media….
So let’s get into that a little.
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