The writer's ego, ergo...
/I puffed out like a puffer fish and plastered my Number One Bestseller status all over Facebook anyway. And I rang my mother. She rang almost everyone on the planet. You probably got a call.
Read MoreI puffed out like a puffer fish and plastered my Number One Bestseller status all over Facebook anyway. And I rang my mother. She rang almost everyone on the planet. You probably got a call.
Read MoreIn two weeks, In Falling Snow will be out in the world. It's been over ten years since I first read about Miss Ivens and the other doctors who took it upon themselves to travel to France and there build a hospital for wounded French soldiers in an old, old abbey during WWI, risking all for what they believed in.
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