Good morning, Hank, it's Tuesday. Aggressively unscripted video incoming. Big day around here. First off, my new book, Turtles All The Way Down, has a cover. Look, i-it's right there.

It was designed by Rodrigo Corral, who did the cover of The Fault in our Stars, and it's beautiful, and I think it really captures the feeling of the thought spirals that are at the center of the book. And I hope that you like it. By the way, this is the actual cover, but it is not the actual book. It is wrapped around Paper Towns.

I know some people are disappointed by the lack of actual turtles, but they'll also probably be disappointed by the lack of actual turtles in the book. There is, however, this amazing GIF or possibly GIF if you want to enjoy actual turtles all the way down.

Okay, also, today, I am reading the final, final, final manuscript for Turtles All The Way Down because it is going to the printer tomorrow. This probably also means that I am reading the book in its entirety for the last time ever because once something is published, and I can't change anything, I find it unbearable to read it.

So it's kind of an emotional day because, you know, for the last six years, this book has been mostly mine. And after today, it won't be mine anymore; it'll belong to the people who read it. And that's exciting, but it's also -hahhh- I- -mm- -mbjj- it's hard to desclibe the feeling. Desclibe? It's very hard to desclibe the feeling. I just really hope people like the book, but, you know, starting tomorrow, there's nothing I can do.

Let's talk about signing. Here's the situation: I've signed one hundred and eighty-four thousand sheets of paper. I am on the first of the two turtles. I've got eight boxes left; that's sixteen thousand sheets which will take about thirty-two hours. And I've gotta be done by Monday. Now, I know I would already be done if I had just not gone to Venice, but I-I liked going to Venice.

So I've gotta finish signing, and then there is the small matter of, uh, reconnecting the sheets with their boxes. There are a lot of boxes in my basement right now, and also a lot of signed sheets. How do I get the sheets neatly inside the boxes? Well, I'm glad you asked. I get to use my Lectro-Jogger! The Lectro-Jogger is this amazing piece of twentieth-century technology that exists solely to line up sheets of paper, and it is truly magical.

Oh, on the subject of signed books, Amazon has sold out of their allotment of probably signed copies of Turtles All The Way Down, but there are still lots of copies available- Books A Million has a lot, for instance. You can always find out more at probablysignedturtles.com, but yes, they are still available.

While we're talking about books, and yes, I realize that this video is a little bit scattered, I've been reading a lot of poetry lately. I don't know why; I guess that's just the way that my brain wants to process text at the moment, and there are two books that I would really like to recommend.

The first is Counting Descent by Clint Smith. This is a very small book, but it packs a punch. It's got funny moments, like, there's a poem called "When They Tell You The Brontosaurus Never Existed", the first line of which is, "You will wonder what kind of precedent we are setting here." But in other times, it's gut-wrenching. It's sad. It's just brilliant.

Also, Solo by Kwame Alexander and Mary Rand Hess. I've been a fan of Kwame Alexander's for a long time, but this book is really special.

Okay, so book recommendations, signing, cover, literally mispronouncing the word "describe", absolutely no transitions of any kind... right! There is one more thing, which is that Hank and I are going on tour when Turtles All The Way Down comes out in October.

I'm so excited. This'll be our first tour together since 2012. I don't yet know exactly where we'll be going, so that information will be forthcoming, but it will probably be only in the United States. I know, I'm sorry! But yes, there will be tour details in the coming weeks, and I hope to see a lot of you as we traverse the country.

Alright, Hank, I have to get back to reading my book for the last time before it can never, ever be changed again. I will see you on Friday.