
There's something uniquely demoralizing about editing and editing and editing a book manuscript. The words all start to blur together and you start thinking that every sentence is crap, no one will ever want to read this, why bother completing the book. I was definitely in this state. And then... my publisher sent me the book cover and I squealed for joy at just how lovely it is. And it gave me hope. Check out this beauty!
And yes... that's a wobbly Jenga tower comprised of pieces made from census documentation cuz one of the core arguments in the book is that we're living in a world of "Jenga Politics" where different actors are pulling out pieces of our administrative infrastructure and putting pressure on top. Civil servants are exhausted, but they're trying to keep the tower from falling.
And now that I've seen the beautiful cover, I can't wait for you to read this book! And to come celebrate with me! I am starting to build a book tour so hopefully I will come to a city near you. But, in the meantime, here are some of the fun things I get to share:






