Tag: Spoken Word

Thinking aloud and wishing I could be as chilled as my furry Angel

My sleeping Angel

So, has my novel given me the means to live my dream of being a reclusive, eccentric, wine collecting writer living in the wilderness somewhere a hundred miles past nowhere? Short answer: Alas, no. Although I’m chuffed to bits with how my first novel is doing and the cool reviews, comments, and messages I’ve received

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