Ever Google yourself? It may seem a bit narcissistic, but it’s amazing, and a little scary, the kind of information that’s out there about us. Since I put myself in the public eye when my writing career started taking off, I Google myself about once a week. Last year, my search revealed a recent article on Interfaith Families by Harvard Divinity School that cited me from an interview I did on PBSNewshour a couple years ago.
I was like, “Me? Harvard? Say what?” I did a little happy dance, and then reality hit me.
No. I still can’t get into Harvard. But, if Harvard Divinity School recognizes that the issues I write about resonate in society, then I have a valuable opportunity to make an impact through my writing. What started out as therapy for me while my husband and I were in the throes of raising our kids in a jumble of intercultural drama, my writing has reached thousands. Responses to my blog and debut novel, The Unexpected Daughter, overwhelmed me. I’m about to publish a memoir.
My latest Google search of myself served up a slice of humble pie. I found some pictures of me at an event – double chin, mouth open, looking like I might drool. Good thing I chose a writing career over modeling. And no, I’m not posting the picture here. Just read my book.