Right now, I've snuck off into my son's bedroom with a bowl full of strawberries and whipped cream. I got caught. Strawberries were the only thing that used to be mine as a child. (My brother, a pack rat used to take everything.) He was allergic to Strawberries. I call this God's grace on my childhood.
But none of my four children are allergic and so tonight, after I made them dinner, I cut myself up a beautiful bowl of strawberries and snuck off like a criminal. And you know what? It feels good.
I snuck off because "The Scent of Rain" my book that isn't out until AUGUST is here in Advanced Reader Copy Form. It's a beautiful cover with a BRIGHT PINK SPINE. LOVE IT!
I think this book has my voice in it, and I LOVED all the research I had to do on the perfume business and the subject of smell. It's our strongest memory inducer. Which is why the strawberries reminded me of my childhood.
I do love the scent of rain and so many other scents -- including bleach. Go figure. It's like summer at the Rec pool! Got a favorite scent? Let us know what and why and enter to win a free copy of the ARC.
Labels: bleach, Scent of Rain, sense of smell, Strawberries