Around the same time I started seeing my T, I learned (on my own, she didn't tell me) that she wrote a book. It was a memoir of her very nonconventional childhood, which I found fascinating. I read it, and didn't want to admit to her that I found out she wrote it...but when I finally told her, she was touched. I also put a review on Amazon and intend to read it again sometime. You always miss something the first time. I think she is a gifted writer and had quite the story to tell...and I always looked up to her more after reading it. She's always been very modest about it.