With much gratitude to my incredible foreign rights agent, I am so pleased to announce the following international sales of my novels. It's such an incredible privilege and honor to be published and read by readers in more than 25 languages around the world. These are the announcement featured recently in Publisher's Marketplace:

I'm so excited to announce that I have just accepted a three-book deal in Turkey with a new publisher: Pena Books. They will be publishing my eighth, ninth, and tenth books, and I couldn't be more pleased to be welcomed so generously and warmly into their publishing family, where they have a fantastic list of bestselling authors, including Mitch Albom and James Frey. The above is the official announcement that went out in Turkey (wish I could read it!), and here is the announcement that ran in Publisher's Marketplace last week: "New York Times bestselling author with multiple bestselling novels in Turkey as well, Sarah Jio's THE LOOK OF LOVE and two other untitled novels, moving to Pena, in a good deal, by Jenny Meyer on behalf of Elisabeth Weed at Weed Literary."  

This week in New York City, a publisher asked me who my literary idols are. I rattled off a bunch of names, but at the top of the list was the one and only Nora Ephron. She's done about everything in the writing world from penning epic memoirs and novels to writing articles and screenplays (Sleepless in Seattle will always be my favorite). I think about Nora a lot, especially lately. I often think, 'what would Nora do?' And the solutions is almost always equal parts brave, bold and hilarious. My pal Joanna Goddard recently unearthed this quote from Nora that I loved: “We have a game we play when we’re waiting for tables in restaurants, where you have to write the five things that describe yourself on a piece of paper. When I was [in my twenties], I would have put: ambitious, Wellesley graduate, daughter, Democrat, single. Ten years later not one of those five things turned up on my list. I was: journalist, feminist, New Yorker, divorced, funny. Today not one of those five things turns up in my list: writer, director, mother, sister, happy.” How would you describe yourself in five words? Right now, I might say: mother, friend, writer, runner, hopeful. I also love, love, love Nora's words on shaking things up: "Whatever you choose, however many roads you travel, I hope that you choose not to be a lady. I hope you will find some way to break the rules and make a little trouble out there. And I also hope that you will choose to make some of that trouble on behalf of women." Yes. Oh, and one of the coolest career moments for me (aside from interviewing Maya Angelou), was when I sent Nora a copy of my first novel when it was first published, and her assistant, very kindly, wrote me to say that Nora had the book on her bedside table and was enjoying it. Whether that was true, or merely meant to make a fledgling author feel happy, I'll never know. But, I'll tell you: I smile every time I think about a novel of mine on Nora's bedside table. The world misses her.

This summer, I've been busy calling into to say hi to dozens of book clubs who have chosen GOODNIGHT JUNE to read. I've loved chatting with readers and sharing behind-the-scenes stories about my writing and research for this novel. If you'd like to read the book with your club (or any of my other novels), send me an email, and I'd be happy to schedule a call. I adore book clubs (including this group of lovely readers above)!  

Hello lovely readers. As you may know, I wrote for Glamour for more than 5 years, a place I adored; and after I left, missed so much. So when my former editor asked me if I'd return to write a new series about life post-divorce, I said yes (well, first I thought about it long and hard over a few glasses of wine with pals, and then I said yes). At first I was a little nervous. Write about my personal life? Publicly? Eek! After all, I've never really written in this way before. My books are fiction; my articles all stem from interviewing other people about their lives. I'll be honest, writing about my life feels a little scary. But, at the end of the day, here's the thing: It just feels right. (Look for my essay about Life 2.0 in the December issue of The Doctor Oz Magazine; on newsstands in November.) I think that when we create a space for honesty, openness and authenticity, it allows others to shed their walls and be authentic too. The fact of the matter is that my life is not perfect, and it never was. (Who's is?!) But for so many years, I tried very hard to project the perfect image to the world. I fiercely avoided sharing the less flattering angles of my life. Time to pull the curtain back a little. Time to be real. So here I am, figuring things out. Happy, a little lost, kind of confused, but doing (mostly) OK. And I'm writing my way through it. I hope you'll follow along. You can start by reading my first post, here. Then find the others in a list here. Happy reading, and hugs.

Moms (and dads!), how are you holding up this summer? We're keeping busy with pool time, adventures, and assorted shenanigans here in Seattle. Today we went out to the boys' favorite restaurant for lunch after a morning at the pool, came home for an epic lego-building fest (the glamorous life, you know), then finished up with a make-your-own pizza party and a showing of 'Honey I Shrunk the Kids' (I was 11 when it came out---old school!).

I recently got to meet my new niece, Havilah Esther, and it was an awesome life moment. I have so many wishes for her: that she will face the world bravely and unafraid; that she will pick herself up when she falls, and own her mistakes, knowing that there is no such thing as perfection, and that flaws only make us more interesting (and often, more hilarious); that she sings even if out of tune, and dances even in the absence of rhythm (though she's likely to have plenty, her mom (my sister) can DANCE); that she finds work that is meaningful to her, and a life purpose that makes her and others smile; that she experiences true joy, often; that she chooses forgiveness over bitterness; that she has the chance to know real love, and no matter what, always keeps her heart open. I wish her a big, bold, beautiful life. (And I hope she remembers to call her auntie now and then.)