Look, here's the truth. Whatever success my last book had, it was because you guys made it one. I wasn't some fancy TV writer or a girl with her own show. I was and continue to be just a typical crazy bitch who has sadly been blocked from her husband's ex's Instagram page. Your willingness to embrace and support my sometimes misguided shenanigans makes my life infinitely happier. It is also why I am now able to offer you a second helping.
My second book, Live Fast Die Hot, comes out on June 14. You’ll see that I left no stone of insanity unturned—it's weirder, wilder, and I honestly believe it's the best thing I've ever written.
Publishers pay close attention to pre-order sales—as does my editor, who's still unwilling to admit that I'm his favorite author. If you're planning to purchase Live Fast Die Hot this summer, I'm imploring you, PLEASE pre-order it now. It would have such a huge impact not only on me and the book and the way my editor views me, but also on my husband's ex. (I feel like she really wants to see me succeed.)
I love you, respect you, and fucking appreciate all you've done and all you do. Thank you!
Jenny Mollen is a writer and actress living in New York. Until two years ago, her life was exciting, sexy, a little eccentric, and one hundred percent impulsive. She had a husband who embraced her crazy—who understood her need to occasionally stalk around the house in his ex-girlfriend’s old beach caftans, or to invite their drug dealer to Passover Seder (so he wouldn’t feel like they were only using him for drugs). Then they had their son, Sid, and overnight, Jenny was forced to grow up: to be responsible, to brush her hair, to listen to her voicemail.
Live Fast Die Hot is a collection of stories about what happens when you realize that some things are more important than crafting the perfect tweet. It follows Jenny to Morocco, where she embarks on a quest to prove to herself that she can travel alone without reenacting a plotline from Taken. It shows her confronting demons—most of them from childhood, a few from the spirit realm. And it culminates in Peru, where Jenny decides that maybe the cure for her worries lies at the bottom of a cup of ayahuascha.
Hilarious, outlandish, and surprisingly affecting, Live Fast Die Hot reminds you that even if you aren’t cut out for adulthood, at least you can be better than your mother.
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