August 2010
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My Very First Novel
Every time I say “my first novel” it sounds more like a children’s craft kit that I could buy for my three year old goddaughter rather than the achievement that it actually is. I keep picturing a printed copy of my book, with a title page etched in bright crayon, hanging on my mother’s fridge.
But even with the desire to downplay what I’ve done, I am sensible enough to realize this is a big...