Writing is a funny endeavor. So much of it is done alone, just you and the blank page. And yet in spite of that, or maybe because of it, there’s a strong sense of kinship between writers, a vast and supportive community.

Over the years, I’ve been very fortunate to find great friends within that community, people who inspire and encourage me. One of the best of them is celebrating a birthday today, and I’d like to use that occasion as an excuse to shout her good news from my rooftop:

Ingrid is such a wonderful person and a gifted writer. I couldn’t be happier or more proud of her success! And her book, ALL OUT OF PRETTY, is beautiful and wrenching and powerful. I can’t wait for it to be on shelves.