My dead parents are going to be a book

Or rather, this website is going to be a book. I’ve known since November, and I’ve been dying to tell you (pun intended). But I had to keep it secret until the deal was announced in Publishers Marketplace, which happened today:

The book will still have the gallows humor you love, and Self-Care Skeleton will certainly be making an appearance. But as I put it in my proposal to publishers, the goal of web writing is to be short and quippy—to get to the point as quickly as possible. Death, however, is the opposite of short and quippy—it’s a sad, confusing morass. A book will allow me to offer not only practical advice, but a shoulder to cry on, a void in which to scream, etc. Plus, I get to do lots of research to encompass experiences outside my own. I may need your help with that—stay tuned.

The website isn’t going anywhere. It’s important to me that this information remain online for free for whoever needs it. The book will just be more.

Thank you for being so supportive of me and this site! I wouldn’t have been able to convince publishers to give me a chance without your page views and clicks. I’m also enormously grateful to my agent, Zoe Sandler, and I’m 100% psyched to be working with editor Jess Zimmerman at Quirk Books.

Here’s to another year of death positive weirdness in 2024.