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Salt and Sorcery

This is Just What it's Like Sometimes

This is Just What it's Like Sometimes

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A collection of 35 short essays on hope, healing, purpose, and reclamation, This is Just What it's Like Sometimes is my first book, an offering of my very soul, from me to you. 

I wrote most of these essays during the darkest night of my soul, after the one who I thought was "forever" was suddenly no longer. In the wake of his departure, I did the only thing I've ever known how to do in pursuit of healing: I alchemized my pain into art.

These are stories for seekers who are just trying to find their way home—for anyone who is hellbent on keeping their heart open even when it's broken, even when it's raw. I hope that it reminds you that you're not alone in this uncertain place. I hope it helps you stay tethered to yourself, and open to the full experience of being human.

The book will ship to domestic + international readers from Los Angeles. All books ordered through S+S will receive a signed copy that has been blessed by me. Any book ordered through a third party will not be signed but will be energetically blessed by me cuz I wrote the damn thing, ya feel?

For international readers who would prefer to save on shipping costs,This is Just What it's Like Sometimes is available on Amazon and Amazon partners, Powell's Books, Everyday Magic, Haute Macabre, Book Depository, and more.




Neghar Fonooni is a word witch, Tarot reader, amateur anarchist, and sentimental stargazer, born and raised in the City of Angels. She lives in LA but swears she won't die there.

Also the author of Three Whiskeys Deep, Neghar believes that all art is channeled through the cosmos, messages from the stars that find their way across galaxies, onto our canvases, into the ink of our pens. It is our duty to channel those messages; it is both a blessing and a curse to receive them.

When she's not writing, Neghar is perpetually reminding her teenage son to do his chores, lifting weights, talking to her plants, and dreaming of a house on a farm, under a canopy of stars.

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