I remember when my dream was to become a PUBLISHED AUTHOR, with READERS and even maybe, perhaps, possibly earning money for what I wrote. I am fortunate. That dream came true for me, but not until I had learned as much as I could about how the book business worked. What agents do; what publishers…
The snow is blowing in hard across the bay. It cuts the face, burns the eyes, numbs the toes, but I absolutely love January, February and March. Am I nuts? Nope. Winter is the time I hide away and write. Instead of only an early morning stint at the computer, I have long lovely days to spend with…
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