I woke up super early-Benazir Bhutto was assassinated

I’ve been following the Bhutto story ever since I met a French book publisher at the Frankfurt Book Fair in October. He had just bought the rights to sell Bhutto’s autobiography in France as well as the memoirs of Clara del Ponte, the Hague prosecutor for war crimes in the former Yugoslavia. He had also just bought the rights to a memoir of a young Australian woman who had delved in drugs, prostitution, and other misadventures. The publisher was interested in my book and wanted to read the manuscript. I sent it to him in October and am waiting for his response. I felt extremely honored that someone who was going to market Bhutto’s and Del Ponte’s memoirs would consider publishing my book as I am not yet as powerful and well-known as those to 50 or so year old women.

Though I know she was corrupt, I do respect Bhutto for daring to be a strong leader in a Muslim country and in a place where women are often subjected to inferior rankings to men. I remember watching the news in Germany when all those people were killed during her welcome back rally in Pakistan in October. She refused to wear a bullet proof vest or be in a bullet proof enclosure at her rally. Perhaps if she had protected herself, she would still be alive.

Now I know why I woke up at 6am on my own without an alarm clock or reason to be awake while it was still dark, my body knew I needed to read something on the news. I am truly sad to read of her death. And I do fear what will erupt now in Pakistan.