The answer to this will always be the same: Independent bookstores. Best for the writer you want to support. Best for the world we want to live in. If you don’t live near one, pick any of them. Most will happily mail you a book. https://twitter.com/jsc0ifman/status/1378909378636611585

If you do buy from the devil, at least leave a review. And by “the devil” I mean Amazon. Fuck them. But I literally sold a book because I wrote an essay about having a job where I couldn’t fucking pee for ten goddamn years. So please don’t fucking buy my book from them.

It fucks with my head. It really does. Yay. I sold a book. Now some other poor bastard has to shit in a bag in the back of a work van.

Here’s my personal favorite, and I would like them to be around when I get home. They’ll mail you one. And no one has to try to change a tampon in the back of a work van. I’ve done it. It’s unpleasant. I don’t want to be why someone else has to.

https://www.bookpeople.com/book/9780593080764

Honestly the worst part of this so far is people keep sending me their preorder screenshots, from Amazon. And I fucking appreciate the preorder. I really do. And I fucking hate myself because, FUCK

I’ve decided I’m gonna retweet this thread every goddamn day so I hope you’re excited.

I thought when I tweeted it—well this’ll be a fun hill to die on. Except, all day you beautiful bastards cancelled with the devil and reordered from bookstores and tagged them and the bookstore people were all happy in my mentions. It was fucking awesome.

This is probably the only thread I’ve ever tweeted where no one trolled and I didn’t have to yell at anyone. Everyone gets* a cookie.

*cookies not included in offer