And by "our," of course, I mean "Dooce."

Way back, Heather Armstrong invited me [1] to write an essay for her anthology on fathers and fatherhood, Things I Learned About My Dad (in therapy). The book was just released yesterday, and it seems to be doing rather well for the moment.

I wrote about how the elaborateness of your projects reveals how much you love your kid. But looking at the list of contributors [as you can imagine, I like things in alphabetical order], I think others are doing the real, heavy literary lifting. If fatherhood were a sofa, I'd be the fifth guy, holding in the middle, who ends up clogging the doorway. [See, I shouldn't even try.] Anyway, thanks to Heather and the folks at Kensington. I am stoked to read it.

Anyway, there are pieces by: Greg Allen [hey!], Gail Armstrong, Heather Armstrong, Jon Armstrong, Matthew Baldwin, Alice Bradley, Sarah Brown, Bill Farrell, Doug French, Jim Griffioen,
Kevin Guilfoile, Eden Kennedy, Greg Knauss, , Matt LaPlante, Maggie Mason, and Leah Peterson

I haven't heard of any official signings yet besides Heather's gig in Salt Lake on June 5th, but if I see the book on a shelf somewhere, I might just sign it and put it back, Varjak, Paul-style. Keep your eye out.

Buy several copies of Things I Learned About My Dad (in therapy) at Amazon, then buy some more at each bookstore near you.

[1] I'm just going to assume Heather's talking about me when she said, "when this one guy said SURE! and the excitement I experienced was not unlike what I imagine it would feel like to impregnate Angelina Jolie myself."